Transcriber’s Note:
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I put on my dream-cap one day and stepped into Wonderland.
Along the road I jogged and never dusted my shoes,and all the time the pleasant sun shone and neverburned my back, and the little white clouds floatedacross the blue sky and never let fall a drop of rainto wet my jacket. And by and by I came to a steep hill.
I climbed the hill, though I had more than one tumble in doingit, and there, on the tip top, I found a house as old as the world itself.
That was where Father Time lived; and who should sit in the sunat the door, spinning away for dear life, but Time’s Grandmother herself;and if you