. Clara In Blunderland. and though the babylooked exactly like a goose in the dim light ofthe wood into which she had wandered, itturned out to be not half such a goose as itlooked when they came out into the daylight. Unless youll promise to be a good obedientlittle gosling, said Clara, I wont have any-thing more to do with you. And as the goose-baby hissed at her again, she let it drop. Oh ! you cruel girl, it hissed, as it waddledoff into obscurity, I shall go and ask thatkind Crumpty-Bumpty to nurse me now. Theres one comfort, said Clara, I couldnever have taken it home, for it might haveb
. Clara In Blunderland. and though the babylooked exactly like a goose in the dim light ofthe wood into which she had wandered, itturned out to be not half such a goose as itlooked when they came out into the daylight. Unless youll promise to be a good obedientlittle gosling, said Clara, I wont have any-thing more to do with you. And as the goose-baby hissed at her again, she let it drop. Oh ! you cruel girl, it hissed, as it waddledoff into obscurity, I shall go and ask thatkind Crumpty-Bumpty to nurse me now. Theres one comfort, said Clara, I couldnever have taken it home, for it might havebegun to think for itself, and then what wouldhave happened ? Oh ! cried Clara ; for there just above herhead, sneering at her from the branches of agum tree, sat the Dalmeny Cat, already escapedfrom the Duchesss house. Up a tree again? said Clara, when shehad got over her shock a little; I wish youwouldnt always sneer at me like that, younasty thing. There would be some sense if Digitized by Google 36 THE you would tell me whichway I ought to go, butgoing on sneering anddoing nothing else isenough to make one quitecross. -Smiling, I call it,said the Cat, not sneer-ing. You should alwaysbe polite, even to yoursuperiors. Oh, call it what you like, returned Clara, but do stop and tell me where to go. Well, said the Cat, that depends where Digitized by Google THE CONSERVATORY. 37 you want to get to, and you dont seem toknow yourself. You see, said Clara, Ive tried the Dodoand hes too old-fashioned; and the RedQueen, shes too fast; and the Duchess, shestoo slow ; and the Caterpillar, hes too—toocock-sure, and she blushed a little at the useof an expression which she knew was slang,for her Aunt had told her never to pay anyattention to the words of the man in thestreet. I dont much care where I go, she con-tinued, 4so long as I get somewhere. Youll do that, said the Cat, but whetheryoull like it or not when you get there I cantsay. In that direction (waving its right
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