CHAPTER I. Down the Rabbit-Hole
Alice was starting to get very fed up with sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped in to the book her sister was reading, however it had no pictures or conversations in it, ‘and what is the utilization of a novel,’ thought Alice ‘without pictures or conversations?’
So she was considering inside her own mind (in addition to she could, for the hot day made her feel very sleepy and stupid), whether the pleasure of earning a daisy-chain could be worth the trouble to getting up and picking the daisies, when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran near by her.
There was nothing so VERY remarkable for the reason that; nor did Alice think it so VERY much out from the solution 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 that she ought to have wondered only at that, but during the time all of it seemed quite natural); nevertheless when the Rabbit actually TOOK A WATCH AWAY FROM ITS WAISTCOAT-POCKET, and looked over it, after which hurried on, Alice started to her feet, because of it flashed across her mind that she had never before seen a rabbit with either a waistcoat-pocket, or a wristwatch to take out of it, and burning with curiosity, she ran over the field after it, and fortunately was just in time to notice it pop down a large rabbit-hole under the hedge. Continue reading “Essay on the subject of Alice, Chapter 1: along the Rabbit-Hole”