No: Sandy came of "pur sang," and held his small square head erect, with a haughty carriage as beseemed his ancestry.

His fur was really beautiful, a sort of tortoiseshell red, the lighter stripes repeating exactly the different golden tints of a fashionable chignon.

In early youth, though it is difficult to imagine Sandy ever a playful kitten, his tail had been curtailed to the length of three inches, and this short, flexible stump gave an air of great decision to Sandy's movements.

But his chief peculiarity, and I must add, attraction, in my opinion, was the perfume of his sleek coat.

When Sandy condescended to take his evening doze on my linsey lap, I never smelt anything so strange and so agreeable as the odour of his fur, specially that on the top of his head.