On his head, his old white hat had taken the place of the fashionable chapeau.

Verty finished, by taking off the bow of ribbon which secured his hair behind, and scattering the profuse curls over his shoulders.
"Now," he sighed, looking in a mirror which hung upon the wall, "I feel more like myself." Jinks gazed at him with dignified emotion.
"You return to the woods, sir," he said; "would that I could make up my mind to follow your example.

This man, O'Brallaghan, however--" And Mr.Jinks completed his sentence by savagely clipping a piece of cloth with the huge shears he held, as though the enemy's neck were between them.
Verty scarcely observed this irate movement.
"I'll leave the clothes here," he said; "I'm going now--good-bye." And taking up his rifle, the young man went out, followed by Longears, who, to the last, bent his head over his shoulder, and gazed upon Mr.
Jinks with curiosity and interest.
Jinks, with a savage look at O'Brallaghan, was about to return to his work, when a letter, protruding from the pocket of the coat which Verty had just taken off, attracted his attention, and he pounced upon it without hesitation.
Jinks had recognized the handwriting of Miss Sallianna in the address, and in an instant determined to use no ceremony.
He tore it open, and read, with savage scowls and horrible contortions of the visage, that which follows.

Unfortunate Jinks--reading private letters is a hazardous proceeding: and this was what the hero read: "BOWER OF NATURE, AT THE MATIN HOUR.
"CHARMING, AND, ALAS! TOO DANGEROUS YOUNG MAN: "Since seeing thee, on yester eve, my feelings have greatly changed in intensity, and I fluctuate beneath an emotion of oblivious delight.
Alas! we young, weak women, try in vain to obstruct the gurgling of the bosom; for I perceive that even I am not proof against the arrows of the god Diana.

My heart has thrilled, my dearest friend, ever since you departed, yester eve, with a devious and intrinsic sensation of voluminous delight.