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JOURNEYS THROUGH BOOKLAND V3
JOURNEYS THROUGH BOOKLAND V3 CHARLES H. SYLVESTER VOLUME THREE
New Edition
1922
CONTENTS
JOHN'S PUMPKIN .......... Mrs. Archibald
THE MOCK TURTLE'S STORY .......... Lewis Carrol
THE SPIDER AND THE FLY .......... Mary Hoiritt
A FAREWELL .......... Charles Kingsley
QUEEN ALICE .......... Lewis Carroll
THE LEPRECHAUN .......... William Allingham
THE WALRUS AND THE CARPENTER .......... Lewis Carroll
BETH GELERT .......... William R. Spencer
ROBINSON CRUSOE .......... Daniel Defoe
FAITHLESS SALLY BROWN .......... Thomas Hood
THE MARINER'S DREAM .......... William Dimond
THE SWISS FAMILY ROBINSON .......... Johann Rudolph Wyss
ECHO .......... John G. Saxe
THE STORY OF ALADDIN OR THE WONDERFUL LAMP ... From the Arabian Nights
THE SECOND VOYAGE OF SINBAD THE SAILOR . From the Arabian Nights
BARBARA FRIETCHIE .......... John Greenleaf Whittier
BEOWULF AND GBENDEL
CUPID AND PSYCHE .......... Adapted by Anna McCaleb
THE PIED PIPER OF HAMELIN .......... Robert Browning
FRITHIOF THE BOLD .......... Adapted by Grace E. Sellon
THE STORY OF SIEGFRIED .......... Adapted by Grace E. Sellon
NIGHT .......... Robert Southey
LOCHINVAR .......... Sir Walter Scott
ROBIN HOOD
ROLAND AT RONCESVALLES
For Classification of Selections see General Index at end of
Volume X
ILLUSTRATIONS
ALADDIN LEADS THE PRINCESS INTO THE PALACE (Color Plate)
Arthur Henderson FRONTISPIECE
JOHN'S PUMPKIN ... Lucille Enders
THE GRYPHON ... After Sir John Tenniel
ALICE SAT STILL ... After Sir John Tenniel
THE LOBSTER QUADRILLE ... After Sir John Tenniel
AND TURNS OUT HIS TOES ... After Sir John Tenniel
THE SPIDER AND THE FLY ... Herbert N. Rudeen
IT WAS A GOLDEN CROWN ... After Sir John Tenniel
ALICE CONSIDERED ... After Sir John Tenniel
TWO QUEENS ASLEEP AT ONCE ... After Sir John Tenniel
THIS WAY THAT WAY SO WE MAKE A SHOE ... Herbert N. Rudeen
THE WALRUS AND THE CARPENTER ... After Sir John Tenniel
THE LITTLE OYSTERS WAITED ... After Sir John Tenniel
I DEEPLY SYMPATHIZE ... After Sir John Tenniel
THE DEATH OF GELERT ... Herbert N. Rudeen
ROBINSON CHUSOE FINDS A FOOTPRINT ON THE SAND ... G.H. Mitchell
FRIDAY ... G.H. Mitchell
FRIDAY ROASTING THE KID ... G.H. Mitchell
I DISCOVERED A SHIP LYING AT ANCHOR ... G.H. Mitchell
THEY STARTED UP (Halftone) ... G.H. Mitchell
MAP OF GLOBE ... G.H. Mitchell
LIKE MOUNTAINS THE BILLOWS SWELL ... Donn P. Crane
THE SHIP WAS JAMMED BETWEEN HIGH ROCKS ... J. Allen St. John
THEY MADE A RAFT OF CASKS ... J. Allen St. John
THE AGOUTI ... J. Allen St. John
THE MONKEYS THREW DOWN COCONUTS ... J. Allen St. John
THE SHEEP FLOATED FAMOUSLY ... J. Allen St. John
FALCONHURST ... J. Allen St. John
CHEST OF TREASURE ... J. Allen St. John
OVERTURNING THE TURTLE ... J. Allen St. John
PENGUINS ... J. Allen St. John
CATCHING THE WILD ASS ... J. Allen St. John
FLAMINGOS ... J. Allen St. John
I ADVANCED WITH A LONG POLE ... J. Allen St. John
JACK AND THE OSTRICH ... J. Allen St. John
THE WALRUS ... J. Allen St. John
LATEST NEWS BY PIGEON POST ... J. Allen St. John
HIPPOPOTAMUS ... J. Allen St. John
ALBATROSS ... J. Allen St. John
PEARL BAY ... J. Allen St. John
WE BROUGHT UP WITHIN HAIL ... J. Allen St. John
THE SLAVE OF THE LAMP ... Arthur Henderson
ALADDIN DESCENDED THE STEPS ... Arthur Henderson
"GENIE BUILD ME A PALACE" ... Arthur Henderson
"NEW LAMPS FOR OLD" ... Arthur Henderson
ALADDIN SALUTED THE PRINCESS JOYFULLY ... Arthur Henderson
THE VALLEY WAS STREWED WITH DIAMONDS ... Arthur Henderson
THE ROC FLEW AWAY WITH SINBAD (Halftone) ... Arthur Henderson
BARBARA FRIETCHIE ... Iris Weddell White
GRENDEL COULD NOT BREAK THAT GRIP OF STEEL ... Arthur Henderson
BEOWULF ON HIS NOBLE STEED ... Arthur Henderson
SHE LOOKED UPON THE GOD OF LOVE ... Iris Weddell White
PSYCHE AND CHARON ... Iris Weddell White
CUPID SPIED PSYCHE SLEEPING ... Iris Weddell White
PEOPLE CALL ME THE PIED PIPER ... Iris Weddell White
GREAT RATS SMALL RATS ... Herbert N. Rudeen
A WONDERFUL PORTAL OPENED WIDE ... Iris Weddell White
THEY HAD BECOME BETROTHED ... Donn P. Crane
FRITHIOF BEHELD THE TWO WITCHES ... Donn P. Crane
SIEGFRIED AND THE DRAGON ... Louis Grell
A GREAT CASTLE TOWERED ABOVE THE CLIFFS ... Louis Grell
THE DEATH OF SIEGFRIED ... Louis Grell
LOCHINVAR ... Arthur Henderson
TUMBLED HIM INTO THE BROOK ... Jessie Arms
THE STRANGER OVERTHROWS ROBIN HOOD ... Jessie Arms
ROBIN HOOD AND THE WIDOW ... Jessie Arms
ROBIN HOOD AND THE SHERIFF ... Jessie Arms
ROBIN HOOD PLAYS HARPER ... Jessie Arms
IN THE GREENWOOD ... Jessie Arms
GANELON PICKS UP CHARLEMAGNE'S GLOVE ... Louis Grell
WHERESOEVER HE PLANTED HIS FOOT THERE HE STAYED ... Jan in Grell
ROLAND FEEBLY WINDED HIS HORN ... Louis Grell
[Illustration: A GREAT BIG YELLOW ONE]
JOHN'S PUMPKIN
By MRS ARCHIBALD
Last spring I found a pumpkin seed
And thought that I would go
And plant it in a secret place
That no one else would know
And watch all summer long to see
It grow and grow and grow
And maybe raise a pumpkin for
A Jack-a-lantern show.
I stuck a stick beside the seed
And thought that I should shout
One morning when I stooped and saw
The greenest little sprout!
I used to carry water there
When no one was about
And every day I'd count to see
How many leaves were out.
Till by and by there came a flower
The color of the sun
Which withered up and then I saw
The pumpkin was begun;
But oh! I knew I'd have to wait
So long to have my fun
Before that small green ball could be
A great big yellow one.
At last one day when it had grown
To be the proper size
Said Aunt Matilda: "John see here
I'll give you a surprise!"
She took me to a pantry shelf
And there before my eyes
Was set a dreadful row of half
A dozen pumpkin pies.
Said Aunt Matilda; "John I found
A pumpkin high and dry
Upon a pile of rubbish down
Behind that worn-out sty!"
O dear I didn't cry because
I'm quite too big to cry
But honestly I couldn't eat
A mouthful of the pie.
THE MOCK TURTLE'S STORY
By LEWIS CARROLL
NOTE.--The Mock Turtle's Story is from Alice in Wonderland one of the
most delightful books that ever was written for children. It tells the
story of a little girl's dream of Wonderland--a curious country where
one's size changes constantly and where one meets and talks with the
quaintest most interesting creatures. Through the Looking-Glass a
companion book to Alice in Wonderland is almost equally charming
with its descriptions of the land where everything happens backward.
Queen Alice and The Walrus and the Carpenter are from Through the
Looking-Glass.
The real name of the man who wrote these books was Charles Lutwidge
Dodgson but every one knows him better as Lewis Carroll. He was a
staid and learned mathematician who wrote valuable books on most
difficult mathematical subjects; for instance he wrote a Syllabus of
Plane Algebraical Geometry and it is not a joke though the name may
sound like one to a person who has read Alice in Wonderland. However
there was one subject in which this grave lecturer on mathematics was
more interested than he was in his own lectures and that was
children--especially little girls. He liked to have them with him
always and they seeing in him a friend and playmate coaxed him
constantly for stories and stories and yet more stories.
One day in July 1862 he took three of his little friends Alice and
Edith and Lorina Liddell for a trip up the river and on that
afternoon he began telling them about Alice and her Wonderland
continuing the story on other occasions He had no intention then of
making a book but the story pleased little Alice and her sisters so
well that they talked about it at home and among their grown-up
friends who finally persuaded the author to have it printed. It has
gone on growing more and more popular and will keep on doing so as
long as children love fun and wonderful happenings.
The pictures which Sir John Tenniel made for Lewis Carroll's books are
almost as famous as the books themselves and every child who has
studied them knows exactly how dear little Alice looked and feels
certain that he would recognize a Gryphon or a Mock Turtle anywhere.
The pictures given here are after Tenniel's drawings.
They had not gone far before they saw the Mock Turtle in the distance
sitting sad and lonely on a little ledge of rock and as they came
nearer Alice could hear him sighing as if his heart would break. She
pitied him deeply.
"What is his sorrow?" she asked the Gryphon and the Gryphon answered
"It's all his fancy that: he hasn't got no sorrow you know. Come
on!"
So they went up to the Mock Turtle who looked at them with large eyes
full of tears but said nothing.
"This here young lady" said the Gryphon "she wants for to know your
history she do."
"I'll tell it her" said the Mock Turtle in a deep-hollow tone: "sit
down both of you and don't speak a word till I've finished."
So they sat down and nobody spoke for some minutes. Alice thought to
herself "I don't see how he can EVER finish if he doesn't begin."
But she waited patiently.
[Illustration: THE GRYPHON]
"Once" said the Mock Turtle at last with a deep sigh "I was a real
Turtle."
These words were followed by a very long silence broken only by an
occasional exclamation of "Hjckrrh!" from the Gryphon and the
constant heavy sighing of the Mock Turtle. Alice was very nearly
getting up and saying "Thank you sir for your interesting story"
but she could not help thinking there MUST be more to come so she sat
still and said nothing.
"When we were little" the Mock Turtle went on at last more calmly
though still sobbing a little now and then "we went to school in the
sea. The master was an old Turtle--we used to call him Tortoise--"
[Illustration: ALICE SAT STILL]
"Why did you call him Tortoise if he wasn't one?" Alice asked.
"We called him Tortoise because he taught us" said the Mock Turtle
angrily; "really you are very dull."
"You ought to be ashamed of yourself for asking such a simple
question" added the Gryphon; and then they both sat silent and looked
at poor Alice who felt ready to sink into the earth. At last the
Gryphon said to the Mock Turtle "Drive on old fellow! Don't be all
day about it!" and he went on in these words:
"Yes we went to school in the sea though you mayn't believe it--"
"I never said I didn't!" interrupted Alice.
"You did" said the Mock Turtle.
"Hold your tongue!" added the Gryphon before Alice could speak again.
The Mock Turtle went on:
"We had the best of educations--in fact we went to school every day-"
"I'VE been to a day-school too" said Alice; "you needn't be so proud
as all that."
"With extras?" asked the Mock Turtle a little anxiously.
"Yes" said Alice "we learned French and music."
"And washing?" said the Mock Turtle.
"Certainly not!" said Alice indignantly.
"Ah! then yours wasn't a really good school" said the Mock Turtle in
a tone of great relief. "Now at OURS they had at the end of the bill
'French music AND WASHING--extra.'"
"You couldn't have wanted it much" said Alice "living at the bottom
of the sea."
"I couldn't afford to learn it" said the Mock Turtle with a sigh. "I
only took the regular course."
"What was that?" inquired Alice.
"Reeling and Writhing of course to begin with" the Mock Turtle
replied; "and then the different branches of Arithmetic--Ambition
Distraction Uglification and Derision."
"I never heard of 'Uglification'" Alice ventured to say. "What is
it?"
The Gryphon lifted up both its paws in surprise. "Never heard of
uglifying!" it exclaimed. "You know what to beautify is I suppose?"
"Yes" said Alice doubtfully; "it means--to--make--anything--
prettier.
"Well then" the Gryphon went on "if you don't know what to uglify
is you ARE a simpleton."
Alice did not feel encouraged to ask any more questions about it so
she turned to the Mock Turtle and said "What else had you to learn?"
"Well there was Mystery" the Mock Turtle replied counting off the
subjects on his flappers--"Mystery ancient and modern with
Seaography: then Drawling--the Drawling-master was an old conger eel
that used to come once a week: HE taught us Drawling Stretching and
Fainting in Coils."
"What was THAT like?" said Alice.
"Well I can't show it you myself" the Mock Turtle said: "I'm too
stiff. And the Gryphon never learned it."
"Hadn't time" said the Gryphon. "I went to the Classical master
though. He was an old crab HE was."
"I never went to him" the Mock Turtle said with a sigh: "he taught
Laughing and Grief they used to say." "So he did so he did." said
the Gryphon sighing in his turn and both creatures hid their faces
in their paws.
"And how many hours a day did you do lessons?" said Alice in a hurry
to change the subject.
"Ten hours the first day" said the Mock Turtle; "nine the next and
so on."
"What a curious plan!" exclaimed Alice.
"That's the reason they're called lessons" the Gryphon remarked:
"because they lessen from day to day."
This was quite a new idea to Alice and she thought it over a little
before she made her next remark. "Then the eleventh day must have been
a holiday?"
"Of course it was" said the Mock Turtle.
"And how did you manage on the twelfth?" Alice went on eagerly.
"That's enough about lessons" the Gryphon interrupted in a very
decided tone: "tell her something about the games now."
The Mock Turtle sighed deeply and drew the back of one flapper across
his eyes. He looked at Alice and tried to speak but for a minute or
two sobs choked his voice. "Same as if he had a bone in his throat"
said the Gryphon and it set to work shaking him and punching him in
the back.
At last the Mock Turtle recovered his voice and with tears running
down his cheeks he went on again:
"You may not have lived much under the sea"--("I haven't" said
Alice)--"and perhaps you were never even introduced to a lobster"--
(Alice began to say "I once tasted"--but checked herself hastily and
said "No never")--"so you can have no idea what a delightful thing a
Lobster-Quadrille is!"
"No indeed" said Alice. "What sort of a dance is it?"
"Why" said the Gryphon "you first form into a line along the
seashore--"
"Two lines!" cried the Mock Turtle. "Seals turtles salmon and so
on: then when you've cleared all the jellyfish out of the way--"
"THAT generally takes some time" interrupted the Gryphon.
"You advance twice--"
"Each with a lobster as a partner!" cried the Gryphon.
"Of course" the Mock Turtle said: "advance twice set to partners--"
"Change lobsters and retire in same order" continued the Gryphon.
"Then you know" the Mock Turtle went on "you throw the--"
"The lobsters!" shouted the Gryphon with a bound into the air. "As
far out to the sea as you can--"
"Swim after them!" screamed the Gryphon.
"Turn a somersault in the sea!" cried the Mock Turtle capering wildly
about.
"Change lobsters again!" yelled the Gryphon at the top of its voice.
"Back to land again and--that's all the first figure" said the Mock
Turtle suddenly dropping his voice; and the two creatures who had
been jumping about like mad things all this time sat down again very
sadly and quietly and looked at Alice.
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