

THE RABBIT AND THE PORCUPINE. 



OxE fine morning the rabbit and the porcupine met together at 

 the edge of the Looking-glass Pond. The pond was shining with 

 all its might, and reflected the blue sky and the white, fleecy 

 clouds, the butterflies that danced over it, and the purple flags that 

 bent down to smile at it. But the rabbit and the porcupine saw 

 nothing save their own reflection. 



