ALICE'S ADVENTURES IN WONDERLAND

Lewis Carroll




CHAPTER I

Down the Rabbit-Hole


Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the
bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the
book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in
it, - and what is the use of a book, - thought Alice - without pictures or
conversation?
So she was considering in her own mind (as well as she could, for the
hot day made her feel very sleepy and stupid), whether the pleasure of
making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up and picking
the daisies, when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran close by her.
There was nothing so VERY remarkable in that; nor did Alice think it
so VERY much out of the way to hear the Rabbit say to itself, - Oh dear!
Oh dear! I shall be late! - (when she thought it over afterwards, it
occurred to her that she ought to have wondered at this, but at the time
it all seemed quite natural); but when the Rabbit actually TOOK A WATCH
OUT OF ITS WAISTCOATPOCKET, and looked at it, and then hurried on, Alice
started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never
before see a rabbit with either a waistcoat-pocket, or a watch to take out
of it, and burning with curiosity, she ran across the field after it, and
fortunately was just in time to see it pop down a large rabbit-hole under
the hedge.
In another moment down went Alice after it, never once considering
how in the world she was to get out again.
The rabbit-hole went straight on like a tunnel for some way, and then
dipped suddenly down, so suddenly that Alice had not a moment to think
about stopping herself before she found herself falling down a very deep
well.
Either the well was very deep, or she fell very slowly, for she had
plenty of time as she went down to look about her and to wonder what was
going to happen next. First, she tried to look down and make out what she
was coming to, but it was too dark to see anything; then she looked at the
sides of the well, and noticed that they were filled with cupboards and
book-shelves; here and there she saw maps and pictures hung upon pegs. She
took down a jar from one of the shelves as she passed; it was labelled -
ORANGE MARMALADE - , but to her great disappointment it way empty: she did
not like to drop the jar for fear of killing somebody, so managed to put
it into one of the cupboards as she fell past it.
- Well! - thought Alice to herself, - after such a fall as this, I
shall think nothing of tumbling down stairs! How brave they'll all think
me at home! Why, I wouldn't say anything about it, even if I fell off the
top of the house! - (Which was very likely true.)
Down, down, down. Would the fall NEVER come to an end! - I wonder how
many miles I've fallen by this time? - she said aloud. - I must be getting
somewhere near the centre of the earth. Let me see: that would be four
thousand miles down, I think - (for, you see, Alice had learnt several
things of this sort in her lessons in the schoolroom, and though this was
not a VERY good opportunity for showing off her knowledge, as there was no
one to listen to her, still it was good practice to say it over) - yes,
that's about the right distance - but then I wonder what Latitude or
Longitude I've got to? - (Alice had no idea what Latitude was, or
Longitude either, but thought they were nice grand words to say.)
Presently she began again. - I wonder if I shall fall right THROUGH
the earth! How funny it'll seem to come out among the people that walk
with their heads downward! The Antipathies, I think - (she was rather glad
there WAS no one listening, this time, as it didn't sound at all the right
word) - but I shall have to ask them what the name of the country is, you
know. Please, Ma'am, is this New Zealand or Australia? - (and she tried to
curtsey as she spoke - fancy CURTSEYING as you're falling through the air!
Do you think you could manage it?)
- And what an ignorant little girl she'll think me for asking! No,
it'll never do to ask: perhaps I shall see it written up somewhere.
Down, down, down. There was nothing else to do, so Alice soon began
talking again. Dinah'll miss me very much to-night, I should think! (Dinah
was the cat.) - I hope they'll remember her saucer of milk at tea-time.
Dinah my dear! I wish you were down here with me! There are no mice in the
air, I'm afraid, but you might catch a bat, and that's very like a mouse,
you know. But do cats eat bats, I wonder? - And here Alice began to get
rather sleepy, and went on saying to herself, in a dreamy sort of way, -
Do cats eat bats? Do cats eat bats? - and sometimes, - Do bats eat cats? -
for, you see, as she couldn't answer either question, it didn't much
matter which way she put it. She felt that she was dozing off, and had
just begun to dream that she was walking hand in hand with Dinah, and
saying to her very earnestly,
- Now, Dinah, tell me the truth: did you ever eat a bat? - when
suddenly, thump! thump! down she came upon a heap of stick and dry leaves,
and the fall was over.
Alice was not a bit hurt, and she jumped up on to her feet in a
moment: she looked up, but it was all dark overhead; before her was
another long passage, and the White Rabbit was still in sight, hurrying
down it. There was not a moment to be lost: away went Alice like the wind,
and was just in time to hear it say, as it turned a corner, - Oh my ears
and whiskers, how late it's getting! - She was close behind it when she
turned to corner, but the Rabbit was no longer to be seen: she found
herself in a long, low hall, which was lit up by a row of lamps hanging
from the roof.
There were doors all round the hall, but they were all locked; and
when Alice had been all the way down one side and up the other, trying
every door, she walked sadly down the middle, wondering how she was ever
to get out again.
Suddenly she came upon a little three-legged table, all made of solid
glass; there was nothing on it except a tiny golden key, and Alice's first
thought was that it might belong to one of the doors of the hall; but,
alas! either the locks were too large, or the key was too small, but at
any rate it would not open any of them. However, on the second time round,
she came upon a low curtain she had not noticed before, and behind it was
a little door about fifteen inches high: she tried the little golden key
in the lock, and to her great delight it fitted!
Alice opened the door and found that it led into a small passage, not
much larger than a rat-hole: she knelt down and looked along the passage
into the loveliest garden you ever saw. How she longed to get out of that
dark hall, and wander about among those beds of bright flowers and those
cool fountains, but she could to even get her head thought he doorway; -
and even if my head would go through, - thought poor Alice, - it would be
of very little use without my shoulders. Oh, how I wish I could shut up
like a telescope! I think I could, if I only know how to begin. - For, you
see, so many out-of-the-way things had happened lately, that Alice had
begun to think that very few things indeed were really impossible.
There seemed to be no use in waiting by the little door, so she went
back to the table, half hoping she might find another key on it, or at any
rate a book or rules for shutting people up like telescopes: this time she
found a little bottle on it, ( - which certainly was not here before, -
said Alice,) and round the neck of the bottle was a paper label, with the
words - DRINK ME - beautifully printed on it in large letters.
It was all very well to say - Drink me, - but the wise little Alice
was not going to do THAT in a hurry. - No, I'll look first, - she said,
- and see whether it's marked - poison - or not; - for she had read
several nice little histories about children who had got burnt, and eaten
up by wild beasts and other unpleasant things, all because they WOULD not
remember the simple rules their friends had taught them: such as, that a
red-hot poker will burn you if your hold it too long; and that if you cut
your finger VERY deeply with a knife, it usually bleeds; and she had never
forgotten that, if you drink much from a bottle marked - poison, - it is
almost certain to disagree with you, sooner or later.
However, this bottle was NOT marked - poison, - so Alice ventured to
taste it, and finding it very nice, (it had, in fact, a sort of mixed
flavour of cherry-tart, custard, pine-apple, roast turkey, toffee, and hot
buttered toast,) she very soon finished it off.

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- What a curious feeling! - said Alice; - I must be shutting up like
a telescope.
And so it was indeed: she was now only ten inches high, and her face
brightened up at the thought that she was now the right size for going
though the little door into that lovely garden. First, however, she waited
for a few minutes to see if she was going to shrink any further:
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