Essay on the subject of Alice, Chapter 1: Down the Rabbit-Hole


Essay on the subject of Alice, Chapter 1: Down the Rabbit-Hole

CHAPTER I. Down the Rabbit-Hole

Alice was beginning to get very sick and tired of sitting by her sister in 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 inside it, ‘and what’s the utilization of a novel,’ thought Alice ‘without pictures or conversations?’

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 so she was considering in her own mind (as well.

There clearly was nothing so VERY remarkable in that; nor did Alice think it so quite definitely out from the real way to hear the Rabbit say to itself, ‘Oh dear! Oh dear! I will be late!’ (when she thought it over afterwards, it occurred to her at it, and then hurried on, Alice started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never before seen 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 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 WAISTCOAT-POCKET, and looked.

An additional moment down went Alice she was to get out again after it, never once considering how in the world.

The rabbit-hole went straight on like a tunnel for many way, after which dipped suddenly down, so suddenly that Alice had not a minute to take into account stopping herself herself falling down a very deep well before she found.

Either the well was very deep, or she fell very slowly, for she had sufficient time as she went down to look about her and also to wonder what was going to happen next. First, she attempted to look down and also make out what she was arriving at, however it was too dark to see anything; then she looked over the sides for the well, and noticed she saw maps and pictures hung upon pegs that they were filled with cupboards and book-shelves; here and there. She took down a jar from 1 associated with shelves as she passed; it absolutely was labelled ‘ORANGE MARMALADE’, but to her great disappointment it was empty: she did in contrast to to drop the jar for anxiety about killing somebody, so were able to place it into one of the cupboards as she fell past it.

‘Well!’ thought Alice to herself, ‘after such a fall since this, i will think nothing of tumbling down stairs! How brave they are going to all think me in the home! Why, I wouldn’t say anything about it, regardless of if I fell off the top of the home!’ (Which was very likely true.)

Down, down, down. Would the fall NEVER arrived at a conclusion! ‘I wonder how many miles I’ve fallen by this time around?’ she said customwritings aloud. ‘I must certanly be getting somewhere close to the centre for the earth. Allow me to see: that might be four thousand miles down, I think–‘ (for, the truth is, Alice had learnt several things with this sort in her lessons in the schoolroom, and although it was not a really good chance for showing off her knowledge, as there clearly was no one to tune in to her, still it was good practice to say this over) ‘–yes, that’s concerning the right distance–but then I wonder what Latitude or Longitude I’ve surely got to?’ (Alice had no idea what Latitude was, or Longitude either, but thought these were nice grand words to say.)

Presently she began again. ‘I wonder if I shall fall all the way through the planet earth! How funny it will appear to come out among the list of social people that walk along with their heads downward! The Antipathies, I think–‘ (she was rather glad there WAS no one listening, this time, I shall have to ask them what the name of the country is, you know as it didn’t sound at all the right word) ‘–but. 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 are thought by you might manage it?) ‘And what an ignorant litttle lady she’ll think me for asking! No, it’s going to never do to ask: perhaps I shall see it written up somewhere.’

Down, down, down. There was nothing else to accomplish, so Alice soon began talking again. ‘Dinah’ll miss me very to-night that is much I should think!’ (Dinah was the cat.) ‘I hope they’ll remember her saucer of milk at tea-time. Dinah my dear! You are wished by me were down here beside me! There are no mice into the fresh air, I’m afraid, but you might catch a bat, and that’s very like a mouse, you realize. But do cats eat bats, I wonder?’ And here Alice started initially to get rather sleepy, and went on saying to herself, in a sort that is dreamy of, ‘Do cats eat bats? Do cats eat bats?’ and often, ‘Do bats eat cats?’ for, the truth is, it didn’t much matter which way she put it as she couldn’t answer either question. She felt 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 that she was dozing off, and had just begun to dream! thump! down she came upon a heap of sticks and leaves that are dry and also the fall was over.

Alice had not been a bit hurt, and she jumped through to to her feet in an instant: she looked up, however it was all overhead that is dark before her was another long passage, additionally the White Rabbit was still in sight, hurrying down it. There is not a minute to away be lost went Alice such as the wind, and was just over time to listen to it say, since it turned a corner, ‘Oh my ears and whiskers, how late it really is getting!’ She was close in a long, low hall, which was lit up by a row of lamps hanging from the roof behind it when she turned the corner, but the Rabbit was no longer to be seen: she found herself.

There were doors at all times the hall, but they were all locked; as soon as Alice had been most of the way down one side or over one 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 manufactured from solid glass; there was clearly nothing on it except a small golden key, and Alice’s first thought was so it might participate in one of many doors of the hall; but, alas! either the locks were too big, or perhaps the key was too small, but at the very least it can not open any one of them. However, in the second time round, she come upon a reduced curtain she had not noticed before, and she tried the little golden key in the lock, and to her great delight it fitted behind it was a little door about fifteen inches high!

Alice opened the doorway and found that it led into a tiny passage, not much bigger than a rat-hole: she knelt down and looked along the passage to the loveliest garden you ever saw. She could not even get her head through the doorway; ‘and even if my head would go through,’ thought poor Alice, ‘it would be of very little use without my shoulders how she longed to get out of that dark hall, and wander about among those beds of bright flowers and those cool fountains, but. Oh, how I wish I could shut up like a telescope! I do believe i really could, 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 if I only know how to begin.’ For.