CHAPTER III. Looking-Glass Insects Of course the first thing to do was to make a grand survey of the country she was going to travel through. 'It's something very like learning...
CHAPTER V. Wool and Water She caught the shawl as she spoke, and looked about for the owner: in another moment the White Queen came running wildly through the wood, with both arms stretched out wide,...
CHAPTER IV Different Opinions One evening at sunset, Jane Andrews, Gilbert Blythe, and Anne Shirley were lingering by a fence in the shadow of gently swaying spruce boughs, where a wood cut known as...
CHAPTER II. The Garden of Live Flowers 'I should see the garden far better,' said Alice to herself, 'if I could get to the top of that hill: and here's a path that...
Book the Third: The Track of a Storm Chapter XIII. Fifty-two In the black prison of the Conciergerie, the doomed of the day awaited their fate. They were in number as the weeks of the year. Fifty-two...
Chapter II In Which Passepartout Is Convinced That He Has At Last Found His Ideal "Faith," muttered Passepartout, somewhat flurried, "I've seen people at Madame...
CHAPTER 4. The Road Through the Forest After a few hours the road began to be rough, and the walking grew so difficult that the Scarecrow often stumbled over the yellow bricks, which were here very...
CHAPTER VII. The Lion and the Unicorn The next moment soldiers came running through the wood, at first in twos and threes, then ten or twenty together, and at last in such crowds that they seemed to...
CHAPTER 9. The Queen of the Field Mice "We cannot be far from the road of yellow brick, now," remarked the Scarecrow, as he stood beside the girl, "for we have come nearly...
CHAPTER 14. The Winged Monkeys You will remember there was no road--not even a pathway--between the castle of the Wicked Witch and the Emerald City. When the four travelers went in search of the Witch...