[Alice] “was a little startled by seeing the Cheshire Cat sitting on a bough of a tree a few yards off.
“The Cat only grinned when it saw Alice. It looked
good-natured, she thought: still it had VERY long claws and a great many teeth,
so she felt that it ought to be treated with respect.
“'Cheshire Puss,' she began, rather timidly, as she
did not at all know whether it would like the name: however, it only grinned a
little wider. 'Come, it's pleased so far,' thought Alice, and she went on.
'Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?'
“'That depends a good deal on where you want to get
to,' said the Cat.
“'I don't much care where--' said Alice.
“'Then it doesn't matter which way you go,' said the
Cat.
“'--so long as I get SOMEWHERE,' Alice added as an
explanation.
“'Oh, you're sure to do that,' said the Cat, 'if you
only walk long enough.'
“Alice felt that this could not be denied, so she
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.'”— English author, illustrator, mathematician,
photographer, and teacher Charles Lutwidge Dodgson, a.k.a. Lewis Carroll
(1832-1898), Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland (1865)
This past week, a writer’s group submission by a
prolific and accomplished playwright, Jim, alluded to Alice’s Adventures
in Wonderland in its own delightful satire. After guffawing all the way
through, I hunted down my copy of Lewis Carroll’s classic.
Midway through the Victorian Era, Alice amused readers
through its whimsical depiction of eccentric characters (including the
anthropomorphic Cheshire Cat). These days, it can strike people like me as a
future glimpse at an age—such as ours—when absurdity edges closer to reality.
The image accompanying this post is one of
the drawings from the original edition of the book by the English illustrator,
graphic humorist and political cartoonist Sir John Tenniel (1820-1914).
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