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Alice's Adventures in Wonderland
Lewis Carroll
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Alice's Adventures in Wonderland
Lewis Carroll
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This beloved classic describes a little girl's adventures in a topsy-turvy land underground and her encounters with such improbable characters as the White Rabbit, March Hare and Mad Hatter; the sleepy Dormouse; grinning Cheshire Cat; Mock Turtle; and the dreadful Queen of Hearts.
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ClassiciA Mad Tea-Party
There was a table set out under a tree in front of the house, and the March Hare and the Hatter were having tea at it: a Dormouse was sitting between them, fast asleep, and the other two were using it as a cushion, resting their elbows on it, and talking over its head. âVery uncomfortable for the Dormouse,â thought Alice; âonly, as itâs asleep, I suppose it doesnât mind.â
The table was a large one, but the three were all crowded together at one corner of it: âNo room! No room!â they cried out when they saw Alice coming. âThereâs plenty of room!â said Alice indignantly, and she sat down in a large arm-chair at one end of the table.
âHave some wine,â the March Hare said in an encouraging tone.
Alice looked all round the table, but there was nothing on it but tea. âI donât see any wine,â she remarked.
âThere isnât any,â said the March Hare.
âThen it wasnât very civil of you to offer it,â said Alice angrily.
âIt wasnât very civil of you to sit down without being invited,â said the March Hare.
âI didnât know it was your table,â said Alice; âitâs laid for a great many more than three.â
âYour hair wants cutting,â said the Hatter. He had been looking at Alice for some time with great curiosity, and this was his first speech.
âYou should learn not to make personal remarks,â Alice said with some severity; âitâs very rude.â
The Hatter opened his eyes very wide on hearing this; but all he said was, âWhy is a raven like a writing-desk?â
âCome, we shall have some fun now!â thought Alice. âIâm glad theyâve begun asking riddles.âI believe I can guess that,â she added aloud.
âDo you mean that you think you can find out the answer to it?â said the March Hare.
âExactly so,â said Alice.
âThen you should say what you mean,â the March Hare went on.
âI do,â Alice hastily replied; âat leastâat least I mean what I sayâthatâs the same thing, you know.â
âNot the same thing a bit!â said the Hatter. âYou might just as well say that âI see what I eatâ is the same thing as âI eat what I seeâ!â
âYou might just as well say,â added the March Hare, âthat âI like what I getâ is the same thing as âI get what I likeâ!â
âYou might just as well say,â added the Dormouse, who seemed to be talking in his sleep, âthat âI breathe when I sleepâ is the same thing as âI sleep when I breatheâ!â
âIt is the same thing with you,â said the Hatter, and here the conversation dropped, and the party sat silent for a minute, while Alice thought over all she could remember about ravens and writing-desks, which wasnât much.
The Hatter was the first to break the silence. âWhat day of the month is it?â he said, turning to Alice: he had taken his watch out of his pocket, and was looking at it uneasily, shaking it every now and then, and holding it to his ear.
Alice considered a little, and then said âThe fourth.â
âTwo days wrong!â sighed the Hatter. âI told you butter wouldnât suit the works!â he added looking angrily at the March Hare.
âIt was the best butter,â the March Hare meekly replied.
âYes, but some crumbs must have got in as well,â the Hatter grumbled: âyou shouldnât have put it in with the bread-knife.â
The March Hare took the watch and looked at it gloomily: then he dipped it into his cup of tea, and looked at it again: but he could think of nothing better to say than his first remark, âIt was the best butter, you know.â
Alice had been looking over his shoulder with some curiosity. âWhat a funny watch!â she remarked. âIt tells the day of the month, and doesnât tell what oâclock it is!â
âWhy should it?â muttered the Hatter. âDoes your watch tell you what year it is?â
âOf course not,â Alice replied very readily: âbut thatâs because it stays the same year for such a long time together.â
âWhich is just the case with mine,â said the Hatter.
Alice felt dreadfully puzzled. The Hatterâs remark seemed to have no sort of meaning in it, and yet it was certainly English. âI donât quite understand you,â she said, as politely as she could.
âThe Dormouse is asleep again,â said the Hatter, and he poured a little hot tea upon its nose.
The Dormouse shook its head impatiently, and said, without opening its eyes, âOf course, of course; just what I was going to remark myself.â
âHave you guessed the riddle yet?â the Hatter said, turning to Alice again.
âNo, I give it up,â Alice replied: âwhatâs the answer?â
âI havenât the slightest idea,â said the Hatter.
âNor I,â said the March Hare.
Alice sighed wearily. âI think you might do something better with the time,â she said, âthan waste it in asking riddles that have no answers.â
âIf you knew Time as well as I do,â said the Hatter, âyou wouldnât talk about wasting it. Itâs him.â
âI donât know what you mean,â said Alice.
âOf course you donât!â the Hatter said, tossing his head contemptuously. âI dare say you never even spoke to Time!â
âPerhaps not,â Alice cautiously replied: âbut I know I have to beat time when I learn music.â
âAh! that accounts for it,â said the Hatter. âHe wonât stand beating. Now, if you only kept on good terms with him, heâd do almost anything you liked with the clock. For instance, suppose it were nine oâclock in the morning, just time to begin lessons: youâd only have to whisper a hint to Time, and round goes the clock in a twinkling! Half-past one, time for dinner!â
(âI only wish it was,â the March Hare said to itself in a whisper.)
âThat would be grand, certainly,â said Alice thoughtfully: âbut thenâI shouldnât be hungry for it, you know.â
âNot at first, perhaps,â said the Hatter: âbut you could keep it to half-past one as long as you liked.â
âIs that the way you manage?â Alice asked.
The Hatter shook his head mournfully. âNot I!â he replied. âWe quarrelled last Marchâjust before he went mad, you knowââ (pointing with his tea spoon at the March Hare,) ââit was at the great concert given by the Queen of Hearts, and I had to sing
âTwinkle, twinkle, little bat!
How I wonder what youâre at!â
You know the song, perhaps?â
âIâve heard something like it,â said Alice.
âIt goes on, you know,â the Hatter continued, âin this way:â
âUp above the world you fly,
Like a tea-tray in the sky.
Twinkle, twinkleâââ
Here the Dormouse shook itself, and began singing in its sleep âTwinkle, twinkle, twinkle, twinkleââ and went on so long that they had to pinch it to make it stop.
âWell, Iâd hardly finished the first verse,â said the Hatter, âwhen the Queen jumped up and bawled out, âHeâs murdering the time! Off with his head!ââ
âHow dreadfully savage!â exclaimed Alice.
âAnd ever since that,â the Hatter went on in a mournful tone, âhe wonât do a thing I ask! Itâs always six oâclock now.â
A bright idea came into Aliceâs head. âIs that the reason so many tea-things are put out here?â she asked.
âYes, thatâs it,â said the Hatter with a sigh: âitâs always tea-time, and weâve no time to wash the things between whiles.â
âThen you keep moving round, I suppose?â said Alice.
âExactly so,â said the Hatter: âas the things get used up.â
âBut what happens when you come to the beginning again?â Alice ventured to ask.
âSuppose we change the subject,â the March Hare interrupted, yawning. âIâm getting tired of this. I vote the young lady tells us a story.â
âIâm afraid I donât know one,â said Alice, rather alarmed at the proposal.
âThen the Dormouse shall!â they both cried. âWake up, Dormouse!â And they pinched it on both sides at once.
The Dormouse slowly opened his eyes. âI wasnât asleep,â he said in a hoarse, feeble voice: âI heard every word you fellows were saying.â
âTell us a story!â said the March Hare.
âYes, please do!â pleaded Alice.
âAnd be quick about it,â added the Hatter, âor youâll be asleep again before itâs done.â
âOnce upon a time there were three little sisters,â the Dormouse began in a great hurry; âand their names were Elsie, Lacie, and Tillie; and they lived at the bottom of a wellââ
âWhat did they live on?â said Alice, who always took a great interest in questions of eating and drinking.
âThey lived on treacle,â said the Dormouse, after thinking a minute or two.
âThey couldnât have done that, you know,â Alice gently remarked; âtheyâd have been ill.â
âSo they were,â said the Dormouse; âvery ill.â
Alice tried to fancy to herself what such an extraordinary ways of living would be like, but it puzzled her too much, so she went on: âBut why did they live at the bottom of a well?â
âTake some more tea,â the March Hare said to Alice, very earnestly.
âIâve had nothing yet,â Alice replied in an offended tone, âso I canât take more.â
âYou mean you canât take less,â said the Hatter: âitâs very easy to take more than nothing.â
âNobody asked your opinion,â said Alice.
âWhoâs making personal remarks now?â the Hatter asked triumphantly.
Alice did not quite know what to say to this: so she helped herself to some tea and bread-and-butter, and then turned to the Dormouse, and repeated her question. âWhy did they live at the bottom of a well?â
The Dormouse again took a minute or two to think about it, and then said, âIt was a treacle-well.â
âThereâs no such thing!â Alice was beginning very angrily, but the Hatter and the March Hare went âSh! sh!â and the Dormouse sulkily remarked, âIf you canât be civil, youâd better finish the story for yourself.â
âNo, please go on!â Alice said very humbly; âI wonât interrupt again. I dare say there may be one.â
âOne, indeed!â said the Dormouse indignantly. However, he consented to go on. âAnd so these three little sistersâthey were learning to draw, you knowââ
âWhat did they draw?â said Alice, quite forgetting her promise.
âTreacle,â said the Dormouse, without considering at all this time.
âI want a clean cup,â interrupted the Hatter: âletâs all move one place on.â
He moved on as he spoke, and t...