THE ROSE-COLOURED NOTE. O 



soda handy, when a peon entered, and to my sur- 

 prise handed me a suspicious-looking little billet 

 on highly-scented rose-coloured paper, with the 

 address evidently in a lady's handwriting. Three 

 chums looked queerly at me whilst I tried to de- 

 cipher the motto on the seal, and an uncouth 

 animal, a red-headed Scotch doctor, making a 

 peculiarly significant motion, drew up the end of 

 his neckcloth so as to bring the knot under his left 

 ear, exclaimed, " Noosed ! by the piper that played 

 before Moses." A roar of laughter followed this 

 remark, and I felt that every eye was upon me. 



Receiving a love-letter is undoubtedly a sensa- 

 tion, and not an unpleasant one when the writer is 

 young and pretty ; but I fancy a fellow always 

 feels awkward and nervous when his little game is 

 found out, and I have seen the wildest dare-devil 

 in the field, whose nerves no danger could shake, 

 blush like a great schoolgirl whilst disclosing in 

 confidence to his bachelor chums that he *' had put 

 his foot in it," and was about to be married. 

 Gentle reader, imagine my feelings under the cir- 

 cumstances ! When the roar had somewhat sub- 



