room and sat down in her kindergarten chair before her table, to think
it out. She folded her arms and sat still about a minute: then she ran
to mamma, exclaiming. "I know now, please get me my snub scissors" (of
course she meant round-pointed) "and some bright paper, and I'll cut
and cut ever so long."

Mamma dropped her work and got the things. "Now, dear," she said, "see
if you can't get along the rest of the morning by yourself. Dolly and
the picture books are in the dining room. Don't ask me for anything if
you can help it, but keep out of mischief and be as happy as you can."

Alice went back to her little table and soon had it covered with queer
things. There were the oddest dolls you ever saw, with arms sticking
out like stems: and there were horses with as many legs as could be
put along the whole length of the body. It was great fun to cut them.

But by and by Alice grew tired of this, and jumped up quickly. Over
went the little table, scattering things everywhere. Such a litter!
"I'll just leave it all," thought Alice. Then a little voice inside
said. "Pick it all up and help mamma." After a minute, the little girl
obeyed this pleasant voice, and picked up every scrap. Then she ran
downstairs without stopping at the sewing room door, though she wanted
to.

"Peggy Morlinda," she said, taking dolly from her cradle, "is you all
by yourself, too? Isn't it lonesome? Come, I'll put you to sleep."

Peggy was soon asleep, or supposed to be, though her eyes were still
staring.