Dorothy Q.--a Family Portrait

From the Atlantic Monthiy ior JannRrj. Qrandmother'a jnothor: lier age. I gtidss, Thlrteeii uinmer, or 8oinetlilu íes; Girlisli bust, bul woiiiuuy .in-, Siiitiuili, square fureliead wlth uprolled lialr, Aps 1 1 1 :i c lover bas Dever klssed, Tapcr tingeos and stander writt, Uacglng ülceveij of silff brocadu, - So they ;uiuiuil llie linio uidld. On her hand a pgrrot green Sits unmovlng aud broods serene. HoKI u t the canvas rail In view - LooKt there's a rent tbs llght shlnes ihroágb, D.irlc ivith a centnry's fi'Inge öf (last, - That was ;i Red Coat'e rapier chrost ! Is I lie tale tbe lady ui 1 Doroi y's daughter's daughter told. WIio the patïiter was none my teil, - Ouc WhOSe best was BOt over wel] ; Hard and dry, it must be coufessed, Flat as a rose that lias long been presácd ; ü her check tin' hues ara briglit, Dalnty colon of reïl and wliite; Aiid in !:lt Klciiikr tfbftpe are sein Hint aud pronilsc oí statcly paleu. Look not on lier witli eye of scorn, - Dorotliy C). was a lady bom ! Ay ! ,iwf the galloplng Normaus carne, Englaud's anunla have Itnown ber name; Aud stlll to the ttin e-hl lied iiiu-1 town la that aucleut hame's renowu, For mauy a civic wreatli they wou Tlio youthiul sirc and the gray-haired son. O DaiTisel Doi-otliy ! Dorotliy Q. ! Sti'Hiiji in ihe l; : that I uwc to yon ; .-:ui -!i a giít as never a k'uií; Save to ijaughter or son tnight brlng, - A1 my tenure of heart aud hand, .Vil my ü:ie to house and land; Motlier and sister and chlld and wlfe And joy and sorrow and dealli and Ufe ! What If a hondred ycars ago Those close &hnt Upa bad answered No Vlnn forth tiie treúioloua questlou Carne 'hat cost tiie malden hor Norman name, ml ander the iohls that look so still 'he bodlce s wel led wlth the bosom's thrill? bould I be 1, or would it be One tcuth another lo nine teuths me ? 3oft Is the breatb oi' a maiden's Yr:s; Xot the IrRbt (fdssaraer stirs with less ; int never a cable tliat holda so . 'lironli nll the battlesof wave and blast, Lud never au echo of speech or goug 'liat ;.vi' in the babbllng air so long '. 'liere were Iones in the yolce tliat whispered tlien Yon may hear to-day In a hand red men ! ) lady and lover, how Rilnt nnd far 'uiir images hover, - and here we are, ound and stirring in flesh and bone, - dward'a and Dorothy's- all tlieir ovvn, - l goodlyjjrecord for Time to show tfa syllable spoken po Ioiij; aao! - hall ï biess you, Dorothy ar forgive, 'or the llttle wliisper that bude me live ? t sliiill Öe a blesfting, my llttle muid ! will heal the stab of the Red Coat's blade, Vnd frefihen the gold of the tarnlghed frame, nd nlil with a rhyme your liousehold name; o yon shall smilp on na brave and bright s flrst yon grèoted the mornlnr lijrlit, Vnd Uve untroabled by roen add (fears 'brough a second yo ut!i of a hundredyears.