Mrs Cat told me," answered Mr Dog.
"Don't believe everything that you hear," said the King. When they came to Mrs Cat they all stopped.
"Where are the bad soldiers?" asked the King. "There," answered Mrs Cat, pointing with her foot. "Did you see them yourself?" asked the King
　　"No, I didn't see them myself," answered Mrs Cat. " But I know it is true because Mrs Hen told me."
　　" Don't believe everything that you hear," said the King. "Quick march."
　　When they had marched for some time, the King cried to the pigeons in the air above him, "Can you see anything now?"
　　"Only a hen sitting by the side of the road," answered one of the pigeons.
When they reached Mrs Hen they all stopped.
"Where are those bad soldiers?" asked the King. "There," answered Mrs Hen, pointing with her foot. "How many did you see?" asked the King.
"I didn't see any myself," answered Mrs Hen. "But I know it
is true, because Mrs Duck told me."
　　"Don't believe everything that you hear," said the King. "Quick march."
After a time the King asked the pigeons if they could see
anything.
　　"Only a white duck sitting by the road-side," answered one of the pigeons.
When they reached the white duck, they all stopped.
　　"Come here, Mrs Duck," said the King. Mrs Duck got up and touched the ground with her head in front of the King.
"Where are the bad soldiers?" asked the King.
"I haven't seen any," said Mrs Duck. "Who has been killed?"
"Nobody has been killed, but someone has shot me with a gun."
"Are you hurt?" asked the King.
"Yes. Something hit me on my head."
　　" I think that you are very foolish," said the King. "Come here and let me look at your head."
When the King looked at Mrs Duck's head, he could find no mark. "Now tell me what happened," said the King.
　　" I was sleeping under a tree in a wood and something hit me on the head."
"Show me the tree," said the King.
　　Then Mrs Duck led them all into the wood and showed them the tree under which she had been sleeping. When they were standing
　　
under the tree, a nut fell on the King's head. He looked up and saw many other nuts.
　　"This is a nut tree, and the nuts are falling," he said. "Mrs Duck, you are very foolish. You told Mrs Hen that you had been shot. Mrs Hen, kick Mrs Duck."
Mrs Hen kicked Mrs Duck.
　　"Mrs Hen, you are very foolish. You told Mrs Cat that some bad men had come into our country and were shooting the people. Mrs Cat, bite Mrs Hen."
Mrs Cat bit Mrs Hen.
　　"Mrs Cat, you are a big fool. You told Mr Dog that a hundred soldiers were killing our people. Mr Dog, bite Mrs Cat."
Mr Dog jumped at Mrs Cat and bit her.
　　"Mr Dog, you are a bigger fool than Mrs Cat. You told Mr Horse that a big army had come into our country. Mr Horse, kick Mr Dog."
Mr Horse gave Mr Dog a big kick.
　　"Mr Horse, you are a fool too," said King Lion. "You said that thousands of soldiers had come into our country. I shall bite you myself."
King Lion bit Mr Horse.
　　"Now remember," said King Lion: "do not believe all that you hear. Believe what you see. Now we shall go back. Quick march." Then the King marched away, followed by the elephants, the
bears, the wolves, and the foxes. And over their heads flew the
pigeons.
　　Then Mrs Hen tried to catch Mrs Duck, and Mrs Cat tried to catch Mrs Hen, and Mr Dog tried to catch Mrs Cat, and Mr Horse tried to catch Mr Dog. But Mrs Duck jumped into some water where Mrs Hen could not follow her; Mrs Hen flew over the trees where Mrs Cat could not reach her; Mrs Cat jumped up a tree where Mr Dog could not follow her; Mr Dog ran away among the trees where Mr Horse could not follow him, and Mr Horse went back along theroad.
　　
The Magic Mill

A long time ago, far, far away, there lived two brothers. One
of them was quite rich; the other was very poor. The rich brother lived on a little island; he was a seller of salt. He had sold salt for many years and had got a great deal of money. The other brother was so poor that he had not got enough food for his wife and children.
　　His wife said, "What will happen to us? Do you want me and the children to die? There is nothing to eat. Why don't you go and ask your brother for some money.
　　" My brother loves his money very much. I'm sure that he will not give me any. Perhaps he will want to give me a handful of salt. But I will go and see him."
　　He got into his boat and sailed across to the island where his brother lived.
He found his rich brother at home, counting his money. "What is the matter? Why have you come here?"
"Please, brother, I have no food in my house. Please give me
one of those gold pieces you are counting."
　　.No. These are mine. You are very lazy. Why do you not go and work?"
" I have tried to find some work, but I cannot. Now there is
no bread in my house for my children."
"I will not give you any money, but I'll give you some bread.
If I give you a loaf of bread, will you go away and not come back?" "Yes. Please give me the bread."
The rich man threw a loaf of bread to him, and he went away.
　　While he was on his way to his house, he came to an old man sitting by the side of the road.
"What is that you are carrying?" said the old man. "Is it bread?
I have not had any thing to eat for two days."
　　"This bread is for my own children. But I do not like to see anyone without food. Here, I will cut a piece off the loaf for you."
　　He cut a piece off the loaf and gave it to the old man, who thanked him and began to eat.
　　When he had finished, the old man said, "Now I will do something for you. I will show you the home of the fairies who live underground.
If you show them the bread, they will want to buy it from you. But
do not let them give you any money. Ask them for the little mill that stands behind their door. Do as I say, and you will become rich. When you come back, I will show you how to use it."
　　The old man then led him into a wood. He pointed to a hole in the ground. It looked like the hole made by a big rabbit. Inside,
　　
the hole grew bigger and a little stone door could be seen.
　　"That is the fairies' home. Get in and open the door. I will wait until you come out," said the old man.
The poor man got into the hole, opened the door, and went in.
It was dark inside the door: for some time he could see nothing. Then, when he could see more clearly, he saw many little fairies: they came and stood round him.
　　"What is that?" said one of them. "Is it white bread? Please give it to us, or sell it to us."
"We will give you gold and silver for it," said another.
"No," said the poor man. "I don't want gold or silver. Give
me that old mill that stands behind the door, and I will give you the loaf of bread."
　　At first they did not want to give him the mill for the bread, so he turned away.
　　But some of the fairies began to cry, "Let him have the old mill. We never use it now. And only good people can make it work." Then they gave him the mill. He put it under his arm and went
out of fairy-land. He found the old man waiting for him.
　　"That is it," the old man said. "This is how to use it. Only good people can use it. You must never let any other person use it."
It was quite late when the poor man reached home.
"Where have you been?" said his wife. "There is no fire and
no food in the house. The children are cold and crying for food. What is that you are carrying. It looks like an old mill."
"It is a mill," he said. "Now watch. Say what you want, and
you will I have it."
　　He put the mill on the table and began to turn it. Out of the little mill came wood for the fire oil for lighting and cooking, clothes, corn, and many other good things.
"It is a magic mill," said his wife. "Now we are rich."
　　.Yes, but no-one must know about it. We must hide it and use it only when no-one is watching."
　　The poor man soon became as rich as his brother. He did not keep all the good things for his own family. He gave many things
to poor friends.
　　When his brother heard about this, he said to himself, "I do not know why my brother has become rich. I must find the reason for his riches."
　　For a long time he tried to find the reason, but he could not. But one day he gave a servant some money and ordered him to watch the house of his brother at night. That night, the servant looked throught the window and saw the family standing round the mill,
　　
which was working. He went back and told what he had seen.
　　The next day the brother got in his boat and sailed across the water. He said to his brother, "I see that you are now quite rich, and I know the reason. You have a little magic mill. Sell it to me. How much money do you want for it?"
"I cannot sell it," said the poor man. "It must never leave
my hands. The old man said, "There will be great danger if you sell
it or give it to any other person." That is what he said."
　　Then the rich brother sailed away home. But later, one dark night, he came back, went very quietly into the house, and stole the mill. He quickly carried it to the sea, where his boat was waiting. Then he sailed away to his island.
But the bad brother wanted very much to make the mill work.
He did not wait until he reached home. While he was sailing in the boat, he tried to make it work.
" Salt," he said. " Salt is what I sell, and salt is what I
want." Then he began to turn the mill.
Then salt began to come out of the mill. He laughed and began
to sing. Masses of salt came out and began to fill the boat. The boat became low in the water. He tried to throw some of the salt into the sea. But more came in, masses of it. He stopped laughing and singing. Then he began to be afraid.
More salt came out of the mill, and soon the boat was full of
it. Then water came in and filled the boat. The boat went down, down to the bottom of the sea, carrying with it the thief and the magic mill.
There, at the bottom of the sea, the mill is still turning,
making more and more salt.
　　That is the reason (some people say) why the water of the sea is salty.
　　
The Man Born to be King


Ⅰ
　　There was once a king who had great power and was very rich. One day a little old man came to his court. This old man had clear blue eyes. People said that he had the power to read the lives of men in the stars.
The King said to him: "Tell me something about myself."
　　The old man said: "When you die no one from your own family will be king after you. The man who will follow you is not yet born." The King was not pleased to hear this; he ordered the old man
to leave his court and not come back.
The King often thought about what he had heard. After a time
he married a beautiful lady and forgot the old man. Everyone was happy when the King married. They all hoped that he would have a son who would be a good king.
　　One day the King rode into the forest with some friends to shoot animals. They saw a fine large animal, and they all rode after it. The King had the best horse; so he rode faster than the others.
He soon left the others behind him. When night came, the King found
himself alone in the forest. He had not shot the animal. He did not know where he was or how to find a way out of the forest. He said to himself, "I am quite lost. I do not know where to go. It
is now quite dark. I must sleep here in the forest. Tomorrow, when
the sun rises, I shall find my way out of the for est."
　　The King began to make a bed of grass and leaves. But before lying down to sleep, he looked this way and that way. Then he saw
a little light: it was the light of a lamp in a window. He mounted
his horse and rode to the light. When he came near he found that the light was in a poor man's hut. He shouted. A big man, in poor clothes, opened the door.
You cannot come in here," said the man. "My wife is very ill.
I fear that she may die. Look, there is another hut. Go there to sleep. I will bring you something to eat and to drink."
　　During the night a loud cry awoke the King. He went out of the hut and looked around, but could see nothing. Then he went back and slept again. In his sleep he saw the old man with the clear blue eyes standing in front of him.
　　The old man said to the King, "Remember the poor man's child. He will become king in your place."
　　The King awoke when morning came. He went out to the poor man's hut. Inside the hut he found the man weeping. He was looking at the dead body of his wife who had died. At her side there was a little child that had been born in the night. The child was alive.
　　
The King looked at the poor man and he looked at the little child.
　　While the King was looking at this sad sight, he heard noises outisde the hut. He heard-the voices of his friends. He went outside. The men were very pleased to see that their king was safe. They came riding up to the door of the hut.
　　The King said to them, " This poor man has helped me, so we must help him. His wife has died. We must give him some gold and
we must take the little child with us. Our ladies will take care of the child. He shall live with us."
Then the poor man knew that this was the King.
　　"O King," he said. "Do as you wish. I myself cannot take care of my son, because his mother is dead."
　　The King said to one of his servants named William, "William, give the man this gold and bring the child with you."
　　William gave the man the gold pieces. Then he found a small box and put some dried grass in it. He put the child in the box and put some more dried grass over him; this was the only covering which the child had.
The King mounted his horse. He said to William, "Ride near me
and hear what I am going to say.
　　As they were riding away from the hut, the King told William what he had seen and heard in his sleep. He said, "The old man said that this child will be- come king after me. I do not want him to become king. I want you to throw the child in the river."
William said, "If God wishes the child to become king, he will
be saved even if we try to kill him."
　　"Do not be foolish," said the King. "Throw the box upside down into the river. Stay behind and do what I say."
The King rode away, leaving William behind. William threw the
box into the river. The King heard the box fall into the water.
He looked behind. He saw the box on the top of the water. But it was not upside down. The child was crying. The water was carrying the box quickly away.
　　When the King reached his home, a servant met him with a happy face. He told the King what had happened while he was away in the forest. A child, a girl, had been born to the queen. The King was very glad. He gave the servant money and did not think about the poor man's child.
　　Fourteen years passed. One morning the King went alone into the forest to shoot animals. There he saw a man and a boy cutting wood. The boy was fair and had blue eyes. The man was dark and had dark eyes.
"Who is that boy?" asked the King. "O King, he is me son."

　　"He is not like you at all," said the King. "Go and bring your wife here. I want to see whether he is like her."
　　"I will bring my wife, 0 King, if you wish. But he is not like her. We call him our son because he has always lived with us. But
he is not really our son. We found him fourteen years ago. We saved his life. We do not know whether his father and mother are alive." The King looked carefully at the young man. Fear filled his
heart. The man went away. When he came back his wife was with him. She was carrying a small box in her arms.
　　The man turned to his wife. "Speak, wife," he said, "and tell the King your story."
　　"My story is quite short. One day, fourteen years ago, I was riding on my donkey along the bank of the river. I heard a cry.
It was like the cry of a very young child. I looked down into the long grass growing by the bank. There, in the long grass, I saw
a box. And in that box there was a little child crying. I got off
my donkey, took up the box and carried him home. We were very glad, because we had no children. We gave him the name of Robert. This
is the box in which I found him. We love him and he loves us."
When the King saw the box, he knew that he had seen it before.
It was the box which William had thrown into the river. And he also knew that the boy was the child whom he had tried to kill.
The King gave the man and his wife some money. Then he rode
away with fear in his heart. When he reached home, he called for William, who was still one of his servants. He talked quietly to William for a long time. He sent William with a letter to the poor man. William mounted his horse and rode into the forest.
In the forest William found a boy who was trying to catch fish
in the river. The boy looked up when he heard William coming. William said to himself, "I am sure this is the boy who is born
to be king." Then to the boy he said, "Where is the man whom the
King met yesterday?"
"He is my father. Follow me, and I will lead you to him."
　　When they came to the house, Robert called his father. His father looked at William and knew by his fine clothes that he had come from the King.
"Read this letter," said William. "It is from the King."
"I cannot read, but Robert can," answered the man.
　　Robert read the letter. The letter ordered Robert to come to the King. The King wished to take care of him and send him to a good school.
　　"We must do as the King orders," said the man sadly. "But Robert is happy enough here."
"I am very happy here," said Robert. "No one ever had such a

kind father and mother. I do not want to go."
　　William said, "You must come. Here you have the life of a poor man. Do you not want to become learned and a great man? Come with me."
　　The poor man said, "Yes, you must go with him. But I know that you will always remember us. Perhaps you will come and visit us sometimes."
　　"Yes," said his wife; 'try to visit us when you can." She threw her arms around him and kissed him.
　　" You must come now," said William. He led Robert to his horse, mounted it and told Robert to get up on the horse behind him. Then they rode away.
Robert was very sad to leave the kind people who had been like
a father and mother to him all his life. For a time he felt very unhappy. But he was young, the sun was warm, and the birds were singing in the trees. He soon began to feel happy again.
　　After a time, William said to him, "Get off the horse. It is too tired to carry both of us."
So Robert got off the horse and walked beside it. They went
through the forest for a long time, and Robert became very tired. He wanted to rest.
William stopped the horse and got off. They both sat down under
a tree. After a time Robert lay down and fell asleep. Then William took a large stone and hit him with it on the head. Then he heard
a noise: some travellers were coming. Filled with fear, he stood
up, jumped on the horse, and rode away, thinking that he had killed
Robert.
　　When he reached the King, he said, "The boy is dead. He will never become king."
Ⅱ
　　Six years passed. The King hoped that a son would be born to the Queen. But no more children were born. His daughter grew into
a beautiful young woman. She was as kind as she was beautiful, and
all the people loved her.
　　When the Princess was eighteen years old, her mother, the Queen, died. The King and his daughter were very sad at this. The Princess was so sad that she became ill.
Her father said to her, "Dora, my daughter, you seem to be ill.
I am going to send you to 'The House of the Rose' in the country, where the good air and the quiet life will make you better."
　　The King said, " Stay in ' The House of the Rose' until I come. Perhaps I shall bring a prince for you to marry."
　　Princess Dora went away to 'The House of the Rose' in the country with her servant Mary. She was happy to go, but she did
　　
not want to marry a man whom she had never seen. But she knew that she must do as her father wished. She hoped that her father would bring someone who would be young, kind, and good-looking. The king travelled to another country to look for someone to marry his daughter. The ruler of that country had a fine army. One of the officers of that army was a fine-looking young man with fair hair and blue eyes. When the King saw him, he thought that he knew him. "Who are you, and where do you come from?" he asked the young
man. "I think that I know your face."
　　.My name is Robert," said the young man. "And that is all I know about myself. Six years ago I was brought to this country. Some travellers brought me. They had found me in a forest, nearly dead. Someone had tried to kill me. He had hurt my head very badly. That is why I do not remember anything about myself. I only know
my name."
　　The King was then sure that the young man was the boy whom he had ordered William to kill. He asked the ruler of the country for the young man. When he went away to his own country he took Robert with him.
One day the King sent for Robert.
　　"Go to 'The House of the Rose'," he said, "and take this letter. Give it to the Captain of my soldiers who are there. Be careful! Give it only to the Captain. Then do what he tells you to do." Robert mounted his horse and rode through the fields to 'The
House of the Rose'. There was a big garden in front of the house.
By the door of the gar- den a soldier was standing.
When he saw Robert he said, "Who are you and what do you want?"
　　"I have a letter from the King," said Robert. "I must give it to the Captain."
"The Captain is eating now, and you must wait," said the soldier.
" But you look tired. Leave your horse here. You may go into the garden and sit down. I will call you when the Captain comes."
Robert went into the garden. It was a quiet, beautiful place,
full of flowers and fine trees. There were some red fishes swimming
in some water. Robert looked at them for a time. Then, feeling tired,
he sat down under a tree. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.
　　A short time later, Princess Dora and Mary came into the garden. They walked on the soft, green grass for a time. Then the Princess sat down to rest while Mary walked about by herself She came near
to the place where Robert was sleeping. When she saw him, she stopped and looked at him carefully. She had never seen such a fine-looking young man.
　　"This is the man whom the Princess should marry," she said. She then went quickly back to where the Princess was standing.
　　
"I think that your Prince has come," she said. "What do you mean?" said Princess Dora.
　　"Come and see for yourself," said Mary. "A Fine young man, asleep. If he is not a prince, he looks as fine as any prince in the world."
　　Mary then led the Princess to where Robert lay sleeping. When Dora saw him, love came to her heart. The Princess thought, " I shall never love any other man." She stood looking at him for some time, and then she turned her eyes to Mary. She saw that Mary was reading a letter. It was a letter that had fallen from the young man's hand. As she was reading the letter, Mary's face became white with fear.
"What is that letter you are reading?" asked the Princess.
　　" Take it and read it for yourself. It is sad for such a thing to happen to so fine a young man."
　　The Princess took the letter and read it. This is what she read: "To my Captain, at 'The House of the Rose'. 1, the King, order you
to put to death the one who carries this letter. All such bad men
should die."
　　Princess Dora was very afraid. She looked at Mary for a time. Then she said, "Wait near him till I come back. If he wakes up, hide him. Do not let anyone see him."
Then she ran quickly to her room and took a pen and a clean
piece of paper. She sat down and began to write.
This is what Princess Dora wrote on the paper: "To my Captain
at 'The House of the Rose'. I send you my best wishes. I want my daughter to marry the man who carries this letter. Do not wait. Let her marry. him quickly. When I come I want to find them married. These are the orders of your King."
She went back to the garden and showed the letter to Mary. Then
they put the letter near the hand of the young man and went away.
　　They sat waiting in another part of the garden. Both were very afraid.
　　Mary said, "Let us not be afraid. We must finish what we have begun. I feel in my heart that you will be very happy."
　　After a time they heard the sound of voices. The Captain and the young man were coming.
　　" Princess," said the Captain, " this is a letter from your father the King. Please read it for yourself."
　　When Robert looked at the Princess, his heart was filled with love. He had never seen such a beautiful young woman. She read the letter and then looked at him. .
" I shall be pleased to do as my father orders. Something tells
me that we shall find happiness together. Let us be married

tomorrow."
Robert was very surprised when he heard what was in the letter.
He said, "I am ready to give my life for the King and to serve him till I die. The King wishes us to be married; I know that I shall always love you, so?"
The Princess took his hand. "Tomorrow," she said.
　　The King waited for one day after Robert had gone, and then mounted his horse and set out for 'The House of the Rose'.
　　When he came near he heard bells ringing and saw many people dancing in the garden. He was very surprised, and did not know what
to think. He rode into the garden and saw his daughter walking hand
in hand with Robert. Behind them was the Captain of the soldiers. Seeing the King, Dora and Robert stopped. The Captain came forward
to help the King get off his horse.
　　" 0 King," he said, " I have done as you ordered. Your daughter the Princess and Prince Robert are married."
　　All the people shouted with happiness and threw their hats into the air. The King stood still looking at his daughter and Robert. Then a look of happiness came to his face.
"It is the wish of God," he said. "This man was born to be king."
　　Then the King took his daughter's hand and kissed her. He also took the hand of Robert. Then he turned to the people. "This is your new Prince," he said. " I know that it is the wish of God that
he should become your King. This is the happiest day of my life.
Sing, dance, and be happy."
　　The people shouted loudly and began to dance again. The King took the hand of his daughter and Robert and passed through the happy people into 'The House of the Rose'.
　　
Alice in Wonderland


Lewis Carroll 原著 D. K. Swan 简写

Down the Rabbit Hole


　　Alice and her big sister were sitting on the grass. Her sister was reading a book, but Alice had nothing to read. She looked at her sister's book again. There were no pictures in it.
"What good is a book without pictures?" She wondered.
It was a very hot day, and Alice wondered what to do. " I'm
so sleepy," she said to herself. " Shall I look for some flowers, or is it too hot?"
　　She saw a leaf falling from a tree, but she was too sleepy to look at it.
　　Just then, a white rabbit ran by, very near to her. That does not happen every day, but Alice did not wonder about it. She did not wonder very much even when the rabbit said to itself, "Oh! Oh!
I shall be too late!"
　　But she did wonder when the rabbit took a watch out of its pocket and looked at it.
"A rabbit with a pocket?" Alice asked herself. "And a watch
in it?"
　　She jumped up and ran after the White Rabbit. She was just in time to see him go down a big rabbit hole.
Alice went into the hole too. She didn't stop to wonder how
she could get out again.
　　The rabbit hole went along just under the ground, and then? Alice was falling ? down?down? down.
She was not falling quickly. She had time to wonder 'What's
going to happen next?" She looked down, but there was no light there.
Down, down, down. "Oh!" she said, "it's a long way. I shall
never be afraid of falling again. I wonder where the hole will come out.
Down, down, down. "Will Dinah wonder where I am tonight?" Alice
asked herself. (Dinah was Alice's cat.) 'Will they remember her milk at tea time? Oh, Dinah! Why aren't you here with me? There are no mice here, but there may be some bats. Do cats eat bats,
I wonder?" Alice was beginning to get sleepy. "Do cats eat bats?" she asked herself. "Do cats eat bats?" And sometimes she asked, "Do bats eat cats?"
　　Thump! Bump! Alice came down on something that was not very hard.
　　She sat up quickly. She could still see the White Rabbit, far away along the rabbit hole.
" Run!" Alice told herself, and she ran very quickly after the
White Rabbit,

"Oh, my ears!" she heard him say. "How late it's getting!" Then
he went quickly through an opening at the side of the rabbit hole.
　　Alice ran through the opening. She was in a long hall, and she could not see the White Rabbit.
　　There were doors on every side of the hall, but she could not open any of them, and she could not find the opening from the rabbit hole.
"What can I do?" she wondered. Then she saw a little table.
It was a glass table, and there was a very small golden key on it.
" Will it open one of the doors?" she wondered. She went to all the doors, but the key was much too small to open any of them. "It must open something," she told herself.
　　Then she saw a very little door, hidden near one of the big doors. The little key opened it. Alice put her head down and looked through it into a very beautiful garden. She could see a lot of flowers and grass, and she wanted to go there. But the door was much too small. Sadly she shut it again and took the key back to the table.
"Why can't I become smaller?" Alice wondered. "It's not like
home here-it's more magic-so there must be a way to get smaller." She looked at the glass table. There was a little bottle on it. ("That was not on the table before," Alice told herself.) She read
a note on the bottle. It was in very good, big writing: "Drink me'.
　　" I shall try just a little," Alice said, " a very little." She tried it, and it was very nice. She drank some more.
" Oh! My feet are much smaller and much nearer," Alice said.
"I must be very small now."
　　She was. "Now I can go through the little door." she told herself
She went to the door, but she could not open it, and the key
was on the glass table. She could see it through the glass, but she was now much too small to get it. She tried to get to it up one of the glass legs, but she could not.
The poor little girl sat down and cried.
　　"Alice! Alice!" she said bravely. "It's no good crying like that. Stop it at once!" She sometimes spoke to herself like that, but it did not help her this time. She was still crying when she saw a little glass box under the table.
　　Alice opened the box. There was a very small cake in it. "Eat me", she read.
"Yes, I shall eat it," Alice said. "If I grow bigger after that,
I can get the key. If I grow smaller, I can get under the door into the garden." So she ate the cake.

The Pool of Tears


　　Alice grew bigger. "How quickly I'm growing!" she said. And then, "Oh!" she cried, as her head hit the ceiling.
　　"I must go into that garden," she thought. "This hall is too small for me now."
　　She took the little golden key and went quickly to the garden door. She was much too big to go through it.
　　Poor Alice! She sat down and began to cry again. Because she was so big, the tears that fell from her eyes were very big too. They made a big pool.
　　"Stop crying!" Alice told herself. "You're a big girl (and she was big — very big) and you mustn't cry." But she couldn't stop the big tears, and soon there was a pool of tears all round her.
　　After a time, she heard little feet running towards her, and then she saw the White Rabbit coming back. He had his best clothes on, and he had two very clean white gloves in one hand and a fan
in his other hand.
　　" Oh, the Duchess, the Duchess!" Alice heard him saying. "How angry she'll be becuase I'm late!"
Alice wanted to ask him for help. She tried to speak in her
nicest way as she said, "Please—'
The White Rabbit jumped. The word came from the ceiling, and
he was afraid. He ran away as quickly as he could, and the gloves and the fan fell from his hands.
Alice took up the very small gloves and the fan. It was hot
in the hall, so she began to fan herself with the fan.
　　"Am I changed?" she wondered. "I was myself yesterday, but things are not the same today. If I'm not me, who am I? I don't want to be my friend Mabel because she doesn't know very much. I know much more than she does," Alice stopped. " Do I know more?" she wondered. "I'll try. I'll try to say four times. Four times one is four. Four times two is eight. Four times three is nine, Four times four is— Oh!" She began to cry again.
　　They were only small tears. One of them fell on her hand, and she looked down. There was a glove on the other hand.
She had put one of the White Rabbit's little gloves on.
　　"How can I have done that?" she thought. "I must be growing small."
She stood up and walked to the table again. "I'll see how big
I am," she said.
　　The table was a long way up. Alice was very small and she was quickly becoming smaller. "The fan!" she thought. "The fan's making
me smaller." She threw it down.

　　"I'm so small that I can go through the door." she thought, and she ran towards it. She had not run far when-splash-she fell into a lot of water. "I have fallen into the sea," she thought.
　　It wasn't the sea. It was the pool of tears that she had made when she was very big.
"Why did I cry so much?" Alice said.
　　She heard something splashing about in the pool near her. "It must be a very big fish or sea animal," she thought. But then she remembered that she her- self was very small, and she soon saw that
it was a mouse that had fallen into the water.
　　"I wonder if it can speak," Alice thought. "This place is not the same as home, so I'll speak to it. 0Mouse!" she said. "Do you know the way out of this pool?"
There was no answer. "Is it a French mouse?"
　　Alice wondered. She tried to remember some French words. The words that began her school French book were the words for: Where
is my cat? So she said them: "Ou est ma chatte?"
　　There was a great splashing, and the Mouse moved away as quickly as he could.
" Oh!" Alice cried. " Please don't be angry! I didn't remember
that mice don't like cats."
　　"Don't like cats!" the Mouse said. (He was very angry.) 'Would you like cats if you were me?"
"No," Alice said. "No. But I think you would like Dinah. She
is a nice, dear thing." Alice was speaking mostly to herself. "She never makes a noise, and she's very good. She catches all the mice
—Oh! You're angry again! We will not speak about Dinah any more
—“
　　"We!" the Mouse cried. "I never speak about cats! I don't want to hear any more about them."
Alice quickly tried to speak about other things. "Perhaps—
" she said, "perhaps you like dogs?" The Mouse did not answer, so Alice began again: "There is a very nice little dog near our house. You would love it. It likes playing with children, but it works too. Its home is on a farm, and the farmer says that it helps him
a lot. It kills all the m — Oh!"
　　The Mouse was very angry. He splashed his way to the side of the pool and got out of the water. Alice went after him.
　　There were a lot of animals and birds which had fallen into the pool: a duck, and a dodo, and others with names that Alice did not know. They splashed after Alice and got out of the water.
　　
A Caucus Race


　　Alice was very cold after being in the pool, and all the animals and birds were cold and unhappy.
Alice did not wonder about it when they began to speak to her. "The best thing if you are cold," the Dodo said, "is to have
a race—a Caucus race."
　　None of the other birds or animals said anything, but the Dodo was waiting for a question, so Alice asked, "What is a Caucus race?"
　　"I could tell you," the Dodo said, "but the best thing is to do it."
The Dodo made marks to show where to run.
　　There was no place to begin running. There was no place to run to. There was no 'One, two, three, go!" They began running when they liked, and they stopped when they liked. Only the Dodo knew when the race was over. When everybody was hot again and happy, the Dodo called out: "The race is over!"
Then they all stood round the Dodo and asked, "Who has won?"
The Dodo could not answer at once. He sat for a long time with
a finger to his head, and at last he said:
Everybody has won. Everybody must have a prize.
　　"But who is to give the prizes?" the Mouse and a lot of other animals asked.
"She is," the Dodo said, looking at Alice.
　　"Prizes! Prizes!" all the birds and animals cried, standing round Alice.
Alice was not ready for this, but she put her hand in her pocket.
She found a small box of very small sweets in it. (It was a good thing that the water had not got into it.) There was just one sweet for each of the birds and animals.
"But she must have a prize herself, you know." the Mouse said.
　　"Yes," the Dodo answered. He told Alice to find another prize in her pocket.
"I only have the box," Alice said.
　　"Give it to me." The Dodo put his hand out, and Alice put the box into it.
　　They all stood round Alice again, and the Dodo gave her the box, saying: "Please take this very beautiful box with our thanks." The next thing was to eat the sweets. There was some noise and
crying about this. The sweets were too small for the big birds: they did not last. They were too big for the small birds. "Quick! Pat them on their backs!" Alice cried.
　　At last the sweets were all gone, and the birds and animals sat round in a ring and waited for something to happen.
　　
　　"If Dinah were here, I should be very happy," Alice said. She said it to herself, but her new friends heard the words.
"And who is Dinah, may I ask?" the Dodo said.
Alice was always ready to speak about her friend the cat. "Dinah's our cat. She's very nice. And she's very quick. You
should see her catching mice. She's very good at catching birds too. --Oh, why have they all gone?"
　　All the animals and birds had gone. Alice was alone again. " They don't like me to speak about Dinah," she told herself. "Nobody likes Dinah down here, but she's the best cat of all. I wonder if
I shall ever see her again."
　　Alice began to cry again because she was alone, but she heard little feet coming towards her, and she stopped crying. " Perhaps it's the Mouse," she thought.
　　
The White Rabbit's House


　　It was not the Mouse. It was the White Rabbit. He was looking everywhere, and she heard him saying, "The Duchess! The Duchess! She'll be so angry! Oh, where are they? Where did they fall?"
　　Alice knew that he was looking for the fan and the little gloves, and she tried to find them. But every- thing was changed. The hall with the little glass table and the doors had gone. She was in the country.
　　The White Rabbit saw her. "What are you doing out here, Mary Ann?" he asked angrily. "Run home at once and bring me some white gloves and a fan. Quick! Now!"
　　Alice ran towards a little house whithout trying to tell the White Rabbit that she was not the girl who worked for him. When she came to the door of the house, she saw: W.RABBIT on it, and she went in. In a small room at the top of the house there was a table. Alice saw a fan and some gloves on it. She took them and went towards the door, but there was a little bottle near it. It was not like the bottle in the hall. It did not have "Drink me'
on it, but she tried it.
　　"When I eat or drink anything here," she said to herself, "something always happens. Perhaps this will make me grow big again.
I don't want to be small any more."
She did grow. She grew very quickly. "Have I drunk too much?" she wondered.
She sat down. But soon she was too big for that. With her side
on the floor it was better, but she was still growing. She put her arm out of the window and her foot inside the fireplace.
"I'm glad there isn't a fire," she thought. "If I grow any more,
I don't know what will happen."
She stopped growing, but she could not move.
　　"Mary Ann! Mary Ann! Where are you? Where are my gloves?" The words came from the garden, outside the window. The Rabbit was there, and soon Alice heard his little feet as he came up to the room.
　　The Rabbit tried to open the door of the room, but he could not move it. Alice's back stopped it.
Alice heard him say, "Then I'll go and get in at the window." "Oh, no, you will not!" Alice thought. She waited for the Rabbit
to run round the house to the window.
　　There was a little cry. She heard the Rabbit calling for help, and then she heard little animals speaking.
"It's an arm."
"It's too big. It can't be an arm." "It is an arm. Take it away."

　　Alice moved her arm. There were more cries and a lot of noise, and then she heard the Rabbit:
"We must burn the house down!"
　　Alice shouted, "If you do, I'll ask Dinah to catch you!" Her shout made the little house shake.
There was no answer from the little animals. She heard nothing
at all for some time. Then they began to move about again. "What will they do next?" Alice wondered.
　　A lot of little stones were thrown at the window. Some of them hit her arm, and some of them came through the window and hit her face and her body before they fell on the floor.
　　Alice looked at the stones on the floor. They all became little cakes.
　　"If I eat one of these cakes," she thought, "it will do something to me. It can't make me bigger, so it must make me smaller."
She ate one of the cakes.
　　At once she began to get smaller. When she was so small that she could go through the door, she ran out of the house.
There were a lot of animals outside, so Alice ran quickly until
she got to some trees. It was very hard to run because she was so small. She ran round even the smallest plants and flowers.
"Oh!" Alice said, stopping and using a piece of grass as a fan.
"I must grow bigger again. How can I do it? I must eat or drink something, but the question is: What?"
That was the question. Alice looked all round her at the flowers
and the grass, but she could not see anything with "Eat me' or 'Drink me' on it.
There was a big mushroom growing near her. Alice went towards
it. She looked under it; she looked beside it; she looked at the back of it. Then she looked to see what was on top of it.
The mushroom was as big as she was, but she could just see over
the top. She looked into the eyes of a big blue caterpillar.

The Caterpillar


The Caterpillar looked at Alice and said nothing. "Perhaps it doesn't speak', Alice thought.
But at last it did speak. "Who are you?" it asked.
　　" It was a hard question." Alice answered, but not very quickly: "I—I don't know. "I knew who I was this morning, but I have changed
— more than once — I think." "How?" the Caterpillar asked.
　　It was another hard question. Alice said, " It's just that--changing from one thing to another is very hard."
"No, it isn't."
　　Alice thought about that. "Perhaps it isn't hard for you," she said. She knew that caterpillars change more than once before they become butterflies. "But it is hard for me."
"For you? Who are you?"
　　The Caterpillar had asked that question before, and Alice was near to becoming angry. She said, "Perhaps you can tell me who you are before I tell you who I am?"
"Why?"
　　It was another hard question. Alice could not answer it, so she began to walk away.
"Come back!" the Caterpillar called. "I want to say something."
Alice went back to the mushroom.
"You must never be angry." the Caterpillar said. "Is that all?" Alice asked. She was angry.
"No!"
　　Alice waited. "Perhaps it will say something if I wait," she thought.
The Caterpillar got down from the mushroom and began to move
away. As it went, it said: "One side will make you grow bigger, and the other side will make you grow smaller."
Alice did not say anything, but she thought, "One side of what?
The other side of what?
　　Perhaps the Caterpillar heard her thinking, because it said, "Of the mushroom." Then it went into the grass, and Alice never saw it again.
　　Alice looked at the mushroom. It was round, like all mushrooms. "How can it have two sides-one side and the other side?" she wondered.
　　At last she put her arms round the top, as far as they would go. She took a bit of the mushroom with each hand.
　　"And now which bit will make me bigger?" she asked herself. She took a very small bite from one. "Oh!" she cried, as her head
　　
hit her foot. She just got a small bite from the other side into her mouth before it was too late. That made her bigger.
　　Then she tried very small bites from one side on the other, and at last she was not too big and not too small.
" Now I must find that beautiful garden," she said.
　　Alice began to walk through the trees. She came to a garden, but it was not the garden that she saw before. There was a house
in it — a very small house.
　　"I'm much too big," Alice thought. "If I go there like this, the people in the house will be afraid. I'll eat some mushroom from the art that makes me small."
　　
Pig and Pepper