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Title: Clara In Blunderland
Year: 1902 (1900s)
Authors: Caroline Lewis, pseud.
Subjects: Satire Great Britain -- Politics and government -- Caricatures and cartoons Great Britain -- Politics and government -- Satire Political science Carroll, Lewis, 1832-1898, Parodies, imitations, etc
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ith a fizzle, leaving nothing behind it butthe sneer, which was always there. I do wish you wouldnt go on choppingand changing like that, Clara cried at last,youll really make me Dizzy. Oh dear no! said the Cat, youll neverbe that Digitized by Google CHAPTER IV. THE MAD PARTY. At a turning of the road Clara came upon theMarch Hare and the Grey Hatter at tea, and shethought it would be only polite to join theirParty; although, said Clara, it must onlybe temporary, of course. There was a table under a tree, and anessentially Liberal Dormouse was seated at itbetween the Hatter and the Hare. Veryuncomfortable for the Dormouse, thoughtClara; for the Hatter and the March Harewere resting their elbows upon it, and talkingover its head. But then, said Clara to her-self, they always do talk over everybodys Digitized by Google 4 ) THE MAD PARTY. head. And saying this, she sat down at thetable. No room! No room! cried the MarchHare, with a strong Irish brogue. Theres plenty of room ! said Clara;
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why/ there are more tea-cups than people,ever so many. Besides, I didnt know it wasyour table. This made the March Hare laugh a greatdeal. It isnt a table at all, he said. Itsa platform. Its not all mine. The part aboveboard belongs to him —pointing to the Hatter Digitized by Google THE MAD PARTY. 41 with his spoon— and all the rest to me.The Dormouse thinks he has a share in it too,but he hasnt. Thats only our fun, you know. Your views want broadening, said theHatter, suddenly. He had been looking atClara for some time with great curiosity. Why ? asked Clara. Youd understand the Dormouse then,answered the Hatter, and youd see howsplendid it is to sit as we do with it in themiddle. I cant abide the March Hare, andthe March Hare, he doesnt really like me, butyou see, we can each talk to the Dormouse.Our Liberal Party we call it. But dont you have differences amongyourselves ? asked Clara. The Dormouse groaned in its sleep. Differences ! Differences ! cried theHatter. Why, thats the

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