Come Back!" The Caterpillar Called After Her.

'o Tiger-lily,' Said Alice... 'i Wish You Could Talk!' 'we Can Talk,' Said The Tiger-lily: 'when There's Anybody Worth Talking To."

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?

It Is A Very Inconvenient Habit Of Kittens (alice Had Once Made The Remark) That, Whatever You Say To Them, They Always Purr: "if They Would Only Purr For 'yes,' And Mew For 'no,; Or Any Rule Of That Sort," She Had Said, "so That One Could Keep Up A Conversation! But How Can You Talk With A Person If They Always Say The Same Thing?

Life, What Is It But A Dream?

How Doth The Little Crocodile Improve His Shining Tail, And Pour The Waters Of The Nile On Every Golden Scale! How Cheerfully He Seems To Grin, How Neatly He Spreads His Claws, And Welcomes Little Fishes In, With Gently Smiling Jaws!