Little Alice Fell D O W N

"in My Youth," Said His Father, "i Look To The Law, And Argued Each Case With My Wife; And The Muscular Strength, Which It Gave To My Jaw Has Lasted The Rest Of My Life."

She [alice] Went On "and How Do You Know That You're Mad?" "to Begin With," Said The Cat, "a Dog's Not Mad. You Grant That?" "i Suppose So," Said Alice. "well, Then," The Cat Went On, "you See, A Dog Growls When It's Angry, And Wags It's Tail When It's Pleased. Now I Growl When I'm Pleased, And Wag My Tail When I'm Angry. Therefore I'm Mad."

Everything's Got A Moral, If Only You Can Find It.

"all Right", Said The Cat; And This Time It Vanished Quite Slowly, Beginning With The End Of The Tail, And Ending With The Grin, Which Remained Some Time After The Rest Of It Had Gone.

Epithets, Like Pepper, Give Zest To What You Write; And If You Strew Them Sparely, They Whet The Appetite: But If You Lay Them On Too Thick, You Spoil The Matter Quite!