THE NURSERY “ALICE.” [Illustration: [_See p. 50._ ] PEOPLE’S EDITION _PRICE TWO SHILLINGS_ THE NURSERY “ALICE” _CONTAINING TWENTY COLOURED ENLARGEMENTS FROM TENNIEL’S ILLUSTRATIONS TO_ “ALICE’S ADVENTURES IN WONDERLAND” _WITH TEXT ADAPTED TO NURSERY READERS_ BY LEWIS CARROLL _THE COVER DESIGNED AND COLOURED_ BY E. GERTRUDE THOMSON London MACMILLAN AND CO. 1889 [_All rights reserved_] LONDON ENGRAVED AND PRINTED BY EDMUND EVANS A Nursery Darling. A Mother’s breast: Safe refuge from her childish fears, From childish troubles, childish tears, Mists that enshroud her dawning years! See how in sleep she seems to sing A voiceless psalm--an offering Raised, to the glory of her King, In Love: for Love is Rest. A Darling’s kiss: Dearest of all the signs that fleet From lips that lovingly repeat Again, again, their message sweet! Full to the brim with girlish glee, A child, a very child is she, Whose dream of Heaven is still to be A: Home: for Home is Bliss. PREFACE. (_ADDRESSED TO ANY MOTHER._) I have reason to believe that “Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland” has been read by some hundreds of English Children, aged from Five to Fifteen: also by Children, aged from Fifteen to Twenty-five: yet again by Children, aged from Twenty-five to Thirty-five: and even by Children--for there _are_ such--Children in whom no waning of health and strength, no weariness of the solemn mockery, and the gaudy glitter, and the hopeless misery, of Life has availed to parch the pure fountain of joy that wells up in all child-like hearts--Children of a “certain” age, whose tale of years must be left untold, and buried in respectful silence. And my ambition _now_ is (is it a vain one?) to be read by Children aged from Nought to Five. To be read? Nay, not so! Say rather to be thumbed, to be cooed over, to be dogs’-eared, to be rumpled, to be kissed, by the illiterate, ungrammatical, dimpled Darlings, that fill your Nursery with merry uproar, and your inmost heart of hearts with a restful gladness! Such, for instance, as a child I once knew, who--having been carefully instructed that _one_ of any earthly thing was enough for any little girl; and that to ask for _two_ buns, _two_ oranges, _two_ of anything, would certainly bring upon her the awful charge of being “greedy”--was found one morning sitting up in bed, solemnly regarding her _two_ little naked feet, and murmuring to herself, softly and penitently, “deedy!” _Eastertide, 1889._ CONTENTS. PAGE I. THE WHITE RABBIT 1 II. HOW ALICE GREW TALL 5 III. THE POOL OF TEARS 9 IV. THE CAUCUS-RACE 13 V. BILL, THE LIZARD 17 VI. THE DEAR LITTLE PUPPY 21 VII. THE BLUE CATERPILLAR 25 VIII. THE PIG-BABY 29