Alices Adventures in Wonderland (Illustrated)

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What will become of me? Luckily for Alice, the little magic bottle had now had its full effect, and she grew no larger: I do wonder what can have happened to me! When I used to read fairy-tales, I fancied that kind of thing never happened, and now here I am in the middle of one!

There ought to be a book written about me, that there ought! And so she went on, taking first one side and then the other, and making quite a conversation of it altogether; but after a few minutes she heard a voice outside, and stopped to listen. Alice knew it was the Rabbit coming to look for her, and she trembled till she shook the house, quite forgetting that she was now about a thousand times as large as the Rabbit, and had no reason to be afraid of it.

She did not get hold of anything, but she heard a little shriek and a fall, and a crash of broken glass, from which she concluded that it was just possible it had fallen into a cucumber-frame, or something of the sort. Digging for apples, yer honour! Come and help me out of this! This time there were two little shrieks, and more sounds of broken glass.

As for pulling me out of the window, I only wish they could! She waited for some time without hearing anything more: What happened to you? Tell us all about it! Alice noticed with some surprise that the pebbles were all turning into little cakes as they lay on the floor, and a bright idea came into her head. So she swallowed one of the cakes, and was delighted to find that she began shrinking directly. As soon as she was small enough to get through the door, she ran out of the house, and found quite a crowd of little animals and birds waiting outside.

The poor little Lizard, Bill, was in the middle, being held up by two guinea-pigs, who were giving it something out of a bottle. They all made a rush at Alice the moment she appeared; but she ran off as hard as she could, and soon found herself safe in a thick wood.

I think that will be the best plan. It sounded an excellent plan, no doubt, and very neatly and simply arranged; the only difficulty was, that she had not the smallest idea how to set about it; and while she was peering about anxiously among the trees, a little sharp bark just over her head made her look up in a great hurry. An enormous puppy was looking down at her with large round eyes, and feebly stretching out one paw, trying to touch her. Hardly knowing what she did, she picked up a little bit of stick, and held it out to the puppy; whereupon the puppy jumped into the air off all its feet at once, with a yelp of delight, and rushed at the stick, and made believe to worry it; then Alice dodged behind a great thistle, to keep herself from being run over; and the moment she appeared on the other side, the puppy made another rush at the stick, and tumbled head over heels in its hurry to get hold of it; then Alice, thinking it was very like having a game of play with a cart-horse, and expecting every moment to be trampled under its feet, ran round the thistle again; then the puppy began a series of short charges at the stick, running a very little way forwards each time and a long way back, and barking hoarsely all the while, till at last it sat down a good way off, panting, with its tongue hanging out of its mouth, and its great eyes half shut.

Let me see — how is it to be managed? I suppose I ought to eat or drink something or other; but the great question is, what? The great question certainly was, what? Alice looked all round her at the flowers and the blades of grass, but she did not see anything that looked like the right thing to eat or drink under the circumstances. There was a large mushroom growing near her, about the same height as herself; and when she had looked under it, and on both sides of it, and behind it, it occurred to her that she might as well look and see what was on the top of it.

She stretched herself up on tiptoe, and peeped over the edge of the mushroom, and her eyes immediately met those of a large caterpillar, that was sitting on the top with its arms folded, quietly smoking a long hookah, and taking not the smallest notice of her or of anything else. The Caterpillar and Alice looked at each other for some time in silence: This was not an encouraging opening for a conversation. Which brought them back again to the beginning of the conversation.

Here was another puzzling question; and as Alice could not think of any good reason, and as the Caterpillar seemed to be in a very unpleasant state of mind, she turned away. Alice thought she might as well wait, as she had nothing else to do, and perhaps after all it might tell her something worth hearing. This time Alice waited patiently until it chose to speak again.

In a minute or two the Caterpillar took the hookah out of its mouth and yawned once or twice, and shook itself.

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Alice remained looking thoughtfully at the mushroom for a minute, trying to make out which were the two sides of it; and as it was perfectly round, she found this a very difficult question. However, at last she stretched her arms round it as far as they would go, and broke off a bit of the edge with each hand. She was a good deal frightened by this very sudden change, but she felt that there was no time to be lost, as she was shrinking rapidly; so she set to work at once to eat some of the other bit. Her chin was pressed so closely against her foot, that there was hardly room to open her mouth; but she did it at last, and managed to swallow a morsel of the lefthand bit.

As there seemed to be no chance of getting her hands up to her head, she tried to get her head down to them, and was delighted to find that her neck would bend about easily in any direction, like a serpent. She had just succeeded in curving it down into a graceful zigzag, and was going to dive in among the leaves, which she found to be nothing but the tops of the trees under which she had been wandering, when a sharp hiss made her draw back in a hurry: Alice was more and more puzzled, but she thought there was no use in saying anything more till the Pigeon had finished.

Alice crouched down among the trees as well as she could, for her neck kept getting entangled among the branches, and every now and then she had to stop and untwist it.

After a while she remembered that she still held the pieces of mushroom in her hands, and she set to work very carefully, nibbling first at one and then at the other, and growing sometimes taller and sometimes shorter, until she had succeeded in bringing herself down to her usual height. It was so long since she had been anything near the right size, that it felt quite strange at first; but she got used to it in a few minutes, and began talking to herself, as usual.

How puzzling all these changes are! For a minute or two she stood looking at the house, and wondering what to do next, when suddenly a footman in livery came running out of the wood — she considered him to be a footman because he was in livery: It was opened by another footman in livery, with a round face, and large eyes like a frog; and both footmen, Alice noticed, had powdered hair that curled all over their heads. She felt very curious to know what it was all about, and crept a little way out of the wood to listen. An invitation from the Queen to play croquet.

An invitation for the Duchess to play croquet. Alice laughed so much at this, that she had to run back into the wood for fear of their hearing her; and when she next peeped out the Fish-Footman was gone, and the other was sitting on the ground near the door, staring stupidly up into the sky. For instance, if you were inside , you might knock, and I could let you out, you know. But at any rate he might answer questions. It was, no doubt: The Footman seemed to think this a good opportunity for repeating his remark, with variations. The door led right into a large kitchen, which was full of smoke from one end to the other: There was certainly too much of it in the air.

The only things in the kitchen that did not sneeze, were the cook, and a large cat which was sitting on the hearth and grinning from ear to ear. She said the last word with such sudden violence that Alice quite jumped; but she saw in another moment that it was addressed to the baby, and not to her, so she took courage, and went on again: Alice did not at all like the tone of this remark, and thought it would be as well to introduce some other subject of conversation.

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While she was trying to fix on one, the cook took the cauldron of soup off the fire, and at once set to work throwing everything within her reach at the Duchess and the baby — the fire-irons came first; then followed a shower of saucepans, plates, and dishes. The Duchess took no notice of them even when they hit her; and the baby was howling so much already, that it was quite impossible to say whether the blows hurt it or not.

Alice glanced rather anxiously at the cook, to see if she meant to take the hint; but the cook was busily stirring the soup, and seemed not to be listening, so she went on again: While the Duchess sang the second verse of the song, she kept tossing the baby violently up and down, and the poor little thing howled so, that Alice could hardly hear the words: The cook threw a frying-pan after her as she went out, but it just missed her. The poor little thing was snorting like a steam-engine when she caught it, and kept doubling itself up and straightening itself out again, so that altogether, for the first minute or two, it was as much as she could do to hold it.

As soon as she had made out the proper way of nursing it, which was to twist it up into a sort of knot, and then keep tight hold of its right ear and left foot, so as to prevent its undoing itself, she carried it out into the open air. The baby grunted again, and Alice looked very anxiously into its face to see what was the matter with it. There could be no doubt that it had a very turn-up nose, much more like a snout than a real nose; also its eyes were getting extremely small for a baby: No, there were no tears.

This time there could be no mistake about it: So she set the little creature down, and felt quite relieved to see it trot away quietly into the wood. The Cat only grinned when it saw Alice. It looked good- natured, she thought: Alice felt that this could not be denied, so she tried another question.

Visit either you like: Alice was not much surprised at this, she was getting so used to queer things happening.

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While she was looking at the place where it had been, it suddenly appeared again. Alice waited a little, half expecting to see it again, but it did not appear, and after a minute or two she walked on in the direction in which the March Hare was said to live. She had not gone much farther before she came in sight of the house of the March Hare: It was so large a house, that she did not like to go nearer till she had nibbled some more of the lefthand bit of mushroom, and raised herself to about two feet high: There was a table set out under a tree in front of the house, and the March Hare and the Hatter were having tea at it: The table was a large one, but the three were all crowded together at one corner of it: Alice looked all round the table, but there was nothing on it but tea.

He had been looking at Alice for some time with great curiosity, and this was his first speech. The Hatter was the first to break the silence. The March Hare took the watch and looked at it gloomily: Alice had been looking over his shoulder with some curiosity.

Alice felt dreadfully puzzled. Half-past one, time for dinner! The Hatter shook his head mournfully. Off with his head!

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I vote the young lady tells us a story. The Dormouse slowly opened his eyes. Alice tried to fancy to herself what such an extraordinary ways of living would be like, but it puzzled her too much, so she went on: Alice did not quite know what to say to this: I dare say there may be one. However, he consented to go on. He moved on as he spoke, and the Dormouse followed him: The Hatter was the only one who got any advantage from the change: Alice did not wish to offend the Dormouse again, so she began very cautiously: Where did they draw the treacle from?

This answer so confused poor Alice, that she let the Dormouse go on for some time without interrupting it. The Dormouse had closed its eyes by this time, and was going off into a doze; but, on being pinched by the Hatter, it woke up again with a little shriek, and went on: This piece of rudeness was more than Alice could bear: Just as she said this, she noticed that one of the trees had a door leading right into it.

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I think I may as well go in at once. Once more she found herself in the long hall, and close to the little glass table. Then she went to work nibbling at the mushroom she had kept a piece of it in her pocket till she was about a foot high: A large rose-tree stood near the entrance of the garden: Five and Seven said nothing, but looked at Two. There was a sound of many footsteps, and Alice looked round, eager to see the Queen. First came ten soldiers carrying clubs; these were all shaped like the three gardeners, oblong and flat, with their hands and feet at the corners: After these came the royal children; there were ten of them, and the little dears came jumping merrily along hand in hand, in couples: The three soldiers wandered about for a minute or two, looking for them, and then quietly marched off after the others.

She was walking by the White Rabbit, who was peeping anxiously into her face. Alice gave a little scream of laughter. Alice thought she had never seen such a curious croquet-ground in her life; it was all ridges and furrows; the balls were live hedgehogs, the mallets live flamingoes, and the soldiers had to double themselves up and to stand on their hands and feet, to make the arches.

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The chief difficulty Alice found at first was in managing her flamingo: Alice began to feel very uneasy: She was looking about for some way of escape, and wondering whether she could get away without being seen, when she noticed a curious appearance in the air: Alice waited till the eyes appeared, and then nodded.

The Cat seemed to think that there was enough of it now in sight, and no more of it appeared. I wish you would have this cat removed! The Queen had only one way of settling all difficulties, great or small. She had already heard her sentence three of the players to be executed for having missed their turns, and she did not like the look of things at all, as the game was in such confusion that she never knew whether it was her turn or not. So she went in search of her hedgehog.

The hedgehog was engaged in a fight with another hedgehog, which seemed to Alice an excellent opportunity for croqueting one of them with the other: By the time she had caught the flamingo and brought it back, the fight was over, and both the hedgehogs were out of sight: When she got back to the Cheshire Cat, she was surprised to find quite a large crowd collected round it: The moment Alice appeared, she was appealed to by all three to settle the question, and they repeated their arguments to her, though, as they all spoke at once, she found it very hard indeed to make out exactly what they said.

It was this last remark that had made the whole party look so grave and anxious. Alice was very glad to find her in such a pleasant temper, and thought to herself that perhaps it was only the pepper that had made her so savage when they met in the kitchen. I only wish people knew that: She had quite forgotten the Duchess by this time, and was a little startled when she heard her voice close to her ear.

Alice did not much like keeping so close to her: However, she did not like to be rude, so she bore it as well as she could. Shall I try the experiment? Alice looked up, and there stood the Queen in front of them, with her arms folded, frowning like a thunderstorm. They very soon came upon a Gryphon, lying fast asleep in the sun. Alice did not quite like the look of the creature, but on the whole she thought it would be quite as safe to stay with it as to go after that savage Queen: The Gryphon sat up and rubbed its eyes: They had not gone far before they saw the Mock Turtle in the distance, sitting sad and lonely on a little ledge of rock, and, as they came nearer, Alice could hear him sighing as if his heart would break.

She pitied him deeply. So they went up to the Mock Turtle, who looked at them with large eyes full of tears, but said nothing.

So they sat down, and nobody spoke for some minutes. The Gryphon lifted up both its paws in surprise. Never heard of uglifying! And the Gryphon never learnt it.

He was an old crab, he was. This was quite a new idea to Alice, and she thought it over a little before she made her next remark. The Mock Turtle sighed deeply, and drew the back of one flapper across his eyes. He looked at Alice, and tried to speak, but for a minute or two sobs choked his voice. At last the Mock Turtle recovered his voice, and, with tears running down his cheeks, he went on again: So they began solemnly dancing round and round Alice, every now and then treading on her toes when they passed too close, and waving their forepaws to mark the time, while the Mock Turtle sang this, very slowly and sadly: So they got thrown out to sea.

So they had to fall a long way. So they got their tails fast in their mouths. Alice looked down at them, and considered a little before she gave her answer. Anna Bond's illustrated edition of Alice The Oxenbury edition remains my favorite, but there are new kids on the Lewis Carrol block.

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One of the amazing contenders for the title of best illustrated Alice in Wonderland is the Anna Bond illustrated edition. An amazing contemporary edition that has a cover that will blow your mind. Today, if I was to choose a new hardcover, unabridged, hardcover version of of Alice's Adventures in Wonderland - I would probably opt for the Anna Bond that came out this year. After researching it online, I fell in love with the concept.

This edition is a ground-breaking addition to the rich history of Alice in Wonderland. This edition contains around six dozen full-color illustrations, has covers that are embellished with gold foil and has decorative endpaper designs. There is something about children's book classics that makes them well deserving of luxurious editions. Beautiful books help to bring the point of the story closer to the listener and I make a point of reading great books from the best available edition.

I keep imagining that a wonderful presentation will help my kids remember the book better, by using their associative memory. Yesterday I also learned about another remarkable illustrated edition of Alice's Adventures in Wonderland that is now available - although it might not be your top choice for children - as it is more abstract. I want to draw your attention to this edition just because it is simply amazing. Find a chair and pull it closer, so you can sit down before I tell you who illustrated this amazing new edition that was published in late September What "Read Aloud" families really need is a steady supply of books!

The responsibility for researching and ordering the books in our family is on my shoulders. It's not a chore - I volunteered. It's a responsibility that I gladly took over. But, I never knew that one needed to invest so much time to find the best books and most valuable read aloud editions for one's kids. I rely on all Ultimately the responsibility is yours, so you'd better be sure you are spending your money on the very best. In between the reviews, I will share the rationale of my selection process and give you info on books that I am ordering before I read them and the reasons why I ordered them.

Hopefully, my kids will also be able to read them to their own kids one day. No need to water down the beautiful language. Make a point of searching for unabridged editions - it will pay off! After extensive personal research to find the best version of Lewis Carroll's Alice in Wonderland this week I ordered:. Lewis Carroll's charming and magical Alice in Wonderland needs compatible illustrations to ensure the story works at its best level - and there are lots of options in the market.

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