Charles Edward Carryl

“ But presently, as she strolled along, she made a discovery that quite drove the Highlander and his ridiculous poetry out of her head. It was a tower in the wood; not an ordinary tower, of course, for there would have been nothing remarkable about that, but a tower of shining brass, and so high that the top of it was quite out of sight among the branches of the trees. ”

“ They all watched this performance with much interest, and as the door touched the ground it opened, and, to Dorothy’s amazement, out came the little field-mouse.
“What is it?” cried Dorothy, as they all crowded around the little creature. “Do tell us what it all means.”
“It’s a Sizing Tower,” said the Mouse, its little voice trembling with agitation. “You get big at the top, and little at the bottom. ”

“ And took that little pickle up and put him in a tub.
“That’s rather good about taking him up,” said the Highlander, chuckling to himself; “so exactly like a policeman, you know.”
“Oh, yes, indeed,” said Dorothy, who was ready to scream with laughter. “What’s the rest of it?”
“There isn’t any more,” said the Highlander, rather confusedly. “There was going to be another verse, but I couldn’t think of anything more to say.”
“There isn’t any more,” said the Highlander, rather confusedly
“Oh, well, it’s very nice as it is,” said Dorothy, consolingly ”