Charles Edward Carryl

“ Dorothy gave a little scream as the coach went over, and then held her breath; but instead of sousing into the water as she expected, she came down on top of it with a hard bump, and, very much to her astonishment, found herself sitting up on a carpeted floor. For a moment the rat-trap, with Bob Scarlet inside of it, seemed to be floating around in the air like a wire balloon, and then, as she rubbed her eyes and looked again, it slowly changed into a bird-cage with a fat robin sitting in it on a perch, and peering sharply at her sideways with one of his bright little eyes ”

“ No one but a rat would ever have thought of using sugar for paper-weights. If I wasn’t afraid of a rat I’d wish it hadn’t gone away, though, for I haven’t the slightest idea where the Caravan is, or which way I ought to go.”
But it presently appeared that the noble rat had arranged the whole matter for her; for as Dorothy ran along she began to find lumps of sugar set up at intervals like little mile-stones, so that she shouldn’t miss the road. ”

“ She had an idea, however, that they were all singing the Ferry Song, and that they had just got to a new part, beginning—
⁠“It pours into picnics and swishes the dishes,”
when a terrible commotion began on top of the coach, and she saw that Bob Scarlet had suddenly appeared inside the cage without his waistcoat, and that the Caravan were frantically squeezing themselves out between the wires. At the same moment a loud roaring sound arose in the air, and the quadrupeds and the storks began jumping out of the windows in all directions. ”