'and How, Who Am I? I Will

But I Was Thinking Of A Way To Feed Oneself On Batter, And So Go On From Day To Day Getting A Little Fatter.

Do You Know, I Always Thought Unicorns Were Fabulous Monsters, Too? I Never Saw One Alive Before!" Well, Now That We Have Seen Each Other," Said The Unicorn, "if You'll Believe In Me, I'll Believe In You.

Alice Tried Another Question. "what Sort Of People Live About Here?" "in That Direction," The Cat Said, Waving Its Right Paw Round, "lives A Hatter: And In That Direction," Waving The Other Paw, "lives A March Hare. Visit Either You Like: They're Both Mad." "but I Don't Want To Go Among Mad People," Alice Remarked. "oh, You Can't Help That," Said The Cat: "we're All Mad Here. I'm Mad. You're Mad." "how Do You Know I'm Mad?" Said Alice. "you Must Be," Said The Cat, "or You Wouldn't Have Come Here."

Five O'clock Tea" Is A Phrase Our "rude Forefathers," Even Of The Last Generation, Would Scarcely Have Understood, So Completelyis It A Thing Of To-day; And Yet, So Rapid Is The March Of The Mind, It Has Already Risen Into A National Institution, And Rivals, In Its Universal Application To All Ranks And Ages, And As A Specific For "all The Ills That Flesh Is Heir To," The Glorious Magna Charta.

The Recent Extraordinary Discovery In Photography, As Applied In The Operations Of The Mind, Has Reduced The Art Of Novel-writing To The Merest Mechanical Labour.