eak. At
last it took the pipe from its mouth, yawned once or twice, then got
down from its perch and crawled off in the grass. As it went it said,
"One side will make you tall, and one side will make you small.

"One side of what?" thought Al-ice to her-self.

"Of the mush-room," said the Cat-er-pil-lar, just as if it had heard her
speak; soon it was out of sight.

Al-ice stood and looked at the mush-room a long time and tried to make
out which were the two sides of it; as it was round she found this a
hard thing to do. At last she stretched her arms round it as far as they
would go, and broke off a bit of the edge with each hand.

"And now which is which?" she said to her-self, and ate a small piece of
the right-hand bit, to try what it would do. The next mo-ment she felt
her chin strike her foot with a hard blow.

She was in a sore fright at this quick change, but she felt that there
was no time to be lost as she was shrink-ing so fast; so she set to work
at once to eat some from the left hand bit.

* * * * *

"Come, my head's free at last!" said Al-ice, with great joy, which
changed to fear when she found that her waist and hands were no-where to
be seen. All she could see when she looked down was a vast length of
neck, which seemed to rise like a stalk out of a sea of green leaves
that lay far be-low her.

"What can all that green stuff be?" said Al-ice. "And where has my waist
got to? And oh, my poor hands, how is it I can't see you?" She moved
them as she spoke; the green leaves shook as if to let her know her
hands were there, but she could not see them.

As there seemed to be no chance to get her hands up to her head, she
tried to get her head down to them and was pleased to find that her neck
would bend a-bout like a snake. Just as she had curved it down and meant
to dive in the sea of green, which she found was the tops of the trees
'neath which she had been walk-ing, a sharp hiss made her draw back in
haste. A large bird had flown in-to her face, and struck her with its
wings.

"Snake! snake!" screamed the bird.

"I'm not a snake," said Al-ice. "Let me a-lone!"

"Snake, I say, Snake!" cried the bird, then add-ed with a kind of sob,
"I've tried all ways, but I can-not suit them."

"I don't know what you mean," said Al-ice.

The bird seemed not to hear her, but went on, "I've tried the roots of
trees, and I've tried banks, and I've tried a hedge; but those snakes!