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Title: Through the looking glass : and what Alice found there
Year: 1897 (1890s)
Authors: Carroll, Lewis, 1832-1898 Tenniel, John, Sir, 1820-1914
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Publisher: Philadelphia : Henry Altemus

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couldhold. Things flow about so here! she said atlast in a plaintive tone, after she had spent aminute or so in vainly pursuing1 a largebright thing, that looked sometimes like adoll and sometimes like a work-box, and\vas always in the shelf next above the oneshe was looking at. And this one is themost provoking of all—but Ill tell youwhat- she added, as a sudden thoughtstruck her, Ill follow it up to the very topshelf of all. Itll puzzle it to go through theceiling, I expect! But even this plan failed : the thingwent through the ceiling as quietly aspossible, as if it were quite used to it. Are you a child or a teetotum ? theSheep said, as she took up another pair ofneedles. Youll make me giddy soon, ifyou go on turning round like that. Shewas now working with fourteen pairs atonce, and Alice couldnt help looking at herin great astonishment. How can she knit with so many ? thepuzzled child thought to herself. She getsmore and more like a porcupine everyminute! WOOL AND WA TER. 107
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Can you row ? the Sheep asked, hand-ing her a pair of knitting-needles as shespoke. 108 THRO UGH THE LOOKING-GLASS. Yes, a little—but not on land—and not with needles Alice was beginning to say, when suddenly the needles turned intooars in her hands, and she found they werein a little boat, gliding along between banks :so there was nothing for it but to do herbest. Feather! cried the Sheep, as she took upanother pair of needles. This didnt sound like a remark thatneeded any answer, so Alice said nothing,but pulled away. There was something veryqueer about the water, she thought, as everynow and then the oars got fast in it, andwould hardly come out again. Feather! Feather! the Sheep criedagain, taking more needles. Youll becatching a crab directly. A dear little crab! thought Alice. Ishould like that. Didnt you hear me say * Feather? theSheep cried angrily, taking up quite a bunchof needles. Indeed I did, said Alice: youve said itvery often—and very loud. Please, whereare the cr

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