Grandma's Graphics: John Tenniel, English Golden Age illustrator, Through the Looking Glass

Through the Looking Glass

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...the kitten had been having a grand game of romps with the ball of worsted Alice had been trying to wind up,...

...and then she scrambled back into the arm-chair, taking the kitten and the worsted with her, and began winding up the ball again.

'Why, it's turning into a sort of mist now, I declare! It'll be easy enough to get through--'

In another moment Alice was through the glass, and had jumped lightly down into the Looking-glass room.

The chessmen were walking about, two and two!

...he was far too much astonished to cry out, but his eyes and his mouth went on getting larger and larger, and rounder and rounder,...

One, two! One, two! And through and through, The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!

Alice was so astonished that she could not speak for a minute: it quite seemed to take her breath away.

'Where do you come from?' said the Red Queen. 'And where are you going? Look up, speak nicely, and don't twiddle your fingers all the time.'

'I declare it's marked out just like a large chessboard!' Alice said at last.

...and still the Queen kept crying 'Faster! Faster!' but Alice felt she COULD NOT go faster, though she had not breath left to say so.

'Now then! Show your ticket, child!' the Guard went on, looking angrily at Alice.

It's made entirely of wood, and gets about by swinging itself from branch to branch.

Its body is made of plum-pudding, its wings of holly-leaves, and its head is a raisin burning in brandy.

Its wings are thin slices of Bread-and-butter, its body is a crust, and its head is a lump of sugar.

So they walked on together though the wood, Alice with her arms clasped lovingly round the soft neck of the Fawn,...

They were standing under a tree, each with an arm round the other's neck, and Alice knew which was which in a moment, because one of them had 'DUM' embroidered on his collar, and the other 'DEE.'

The Walrus and the Carpenter, Were walking close at hand; They wept like anything to see, Such quantities of sand...

'Now if you're ready Oysters dear, We can begin to feed.'

'Shall we be trotting home again?' But answer came there none--And that was scarcely odd, because, They'd eaten every one.

He had a tall red night-cap on, with a tassel, and he was lying crumpled up into a sort of untidy heap, and snoring loud--'fit to snore his head off!'

'I knew it was!' cried Tweedledum, beginning to stamp about wildly and tear his hair. 'It's spoilt, of course!'

'Really they'll be more like bundles of old clothes than anything else, by the time they're ready!'

It would have been all the better, as it seemed to Alice, if she had got some one else to dress her, she was so dreadfully untidy.

...'there's the King's Messenger. He's in prison now, being punished: and the trial doesn't even begin till next Wednesday: and of course the crime comes last of all.'

...she was in a little dark shop, leaning with her elbows on the counter, and opposite to her was an old Sheep, sitting in an arm-chair knitting,...

...and she found they were in a little boat, gliding along between banks: so there was nothing for it but to do her best.

And he grinned almost from ear to ear, as he leant forwards (and as nearly as possible fell off the wall in doing so) and offered Alice his hand.

'Well, TOVES are something like badgers--they're something like lizards--and they're something like corkscrews.'

I said it very loud and clear; I went and shouted in his ear.

...they were always tripping over something or other, and whenever one went down, several more always fell over him, so that the ground was soon covered with little heaps of men.

'There's nothing but hay left now,' the Messenger said, peeping into the bag.

They placed themselves close to where Hatta, the other messenger, was standing watching the fight, with a cup of tea in one hand and a piece of bread-and-butter in the other.

'What's this!' he said, blinking lazily at Alice, and speaking in a deep hollow tone that sounded like the tolling of a great bell.

...she dropped to her knees, and put her hands over her ears, vainly trying to shut out the dreadful uproar.

...they began banging away at each other with such fury that Alice got behind a tree to be out of the way of the blows.

She thought she had never seen such a strange-looking soldier in all her life.

Whenever the horse stopped (which it did very often), he fell off in front;

'How CAN you go on talking so quietly, head downwards?' Alice asked, as she dragged him out by the feet, and laid him in a heap on the bank.

'I'll tell thee everything I can; There's little to relate. I saw an aged aged man, A-sitting on a gate.

'And what IS this on my head?' she exclaimed in a tone of dismay, as she put her hands up to something very heavy, and fitted tight all round her head.

Everything was happening so oddly that she didn't feel a bit surprised at finding the Red Queen and the White Queen sitting close to her, one on each side...

In another moment both Queens were fast asleep, and snoring loud.

Alice turned round, ready to find fault with anybody. 'Where's the servant whose business it is to answer the door?' she began angrily.

The leg of mutton
got up in the dish and made a little bow to Alice;

'I can't stand this any longer!' she cried as she jumped up and seized the table-cloth with both hands...

She took her off the table as she spoke, and shook her backwards and forwards with all her might.

--and it really WAS a kitten, after all.

'Snowdrop, my pet!' she went on, looking over her shoulder at the White Kitten, which was still patiently undergoing its toilet, 'when WILL Dinah have finished with your White Majesty, I wonder?

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