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OF TEARS. a7 offended. ‘We won't talk about her any more _* if you’d rather not.” “We, indeed!” cred the Mouse, who was trembling down to the end of his tail. “As if J — — would talk on such a subject! Our family always hated, cats: nasty, low, vulgar things! Dont let me hear the name again!” «I won't indeed!” said Alice, in a great ; hurry to change the subject of conversation. _ “Are you—are you fond—of—of dogs?” The Mouse did not answer, so Alice went on eagerly : ‘ “There is such a nice little dog near our house 3 i should lke to show you! A little bright_ eyed terrier, you know, with oh! such long curly brown hair! And it'll fetch things when 8 you throw them, and it ll sit up and beg for its dinner, and all sorts of things—I can’t remember half of them farmer, you know, and he says it’s so useful, and it belongs to a its worth a hundred pounds! He says it kills all the rats and—oh dear!” cried Alice in a sorrowful tone. “I’m afraid I’ve offended it
