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                           CHAPTER II

                        The Pool of Tears

  `Curiouser and curiouser!' cried Alice (she was so much

surprised, that for the moment she quite forgot how to speak good

English); `now I'm opening out like the largest telescope that

ever was!  Good-bye, feet!' (for when she looked down at her

feet, they seemed to be almost out of sight, they were getting so

far off).  `Oh, my poor little feet, I wonder who will put on

your shoes and stockings for you now, dears?  I'm sure _I_ shan't

be able!  I shall be a great deal too far off to trouble myself

about you:  you must manage the best way you can; --but I must be

kind to them,' thought Alice, `or perhaps they won't walk the

way I want to go!  Let me see:  I'll give them a new pair of

boots every Christmas.'

  And she went on planning to herself how she would manage it.

`They must go by the carrier,' she thought; `and how funny it'll

seem, sending presents to one's own feet!  And how odd the

directions will look!

            ALICE'S RIGHT FOOT, ESQ.

                HEARTHRUG,

                    NEAR THE FENDER,

                        (WITH ALICE'S LOVE).

Oh dear, what nonsense I'm talking!'

  Just then her head struck against the roof of the hall:  in

fact she was now more than nine feet high, and she at once took

up the little golden key and hurried off to the garden door.

  Poor Alice!  It was as much as she could do, lying down on one

side, to look through into the garden with one eye; but to get ()