Rensselaer Union, Volume 9, Number 33, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 3 May 1877 — May Days. [ARTICLE]

May Days.

Wg read of the pleasant old custom of choosing a May Queen, and dancing around the May-pole, ont-of-doore, and sometimes we wish lived in a climate where sach tilings can be done. But May-day. as you children know, is often a day of disappointment— fog and rain, and sometimes snow, instead of sunshine and flowers. We suspect that it is not always a pleasant day even in Merry England; for Hood writes a poem about spring, beginning: “ ‘ Coma, gratis spring! ethereal mildness, O Thomson, void of rhyme aa h"Therdt no snch ssemn!"

have better the next time she comes. For she does make us regret her departure sometimes. Tills is the way the regret has bees written: And *o Tory pretty! Hummer is extremely grand; (Bat it is tohtfJe spring That *he owes b*f beauty). In the place of little spring W* hare mummer saty. Sommer, with her lofty aba And her stately paces. Is tbs place of little spring. .With her childish graces/’ But every season is beautiful la its own way. And the last days of May in New England, when the apple-orehards are in bloom, and the forest-trees have fully shaken out their fresh foliage, and the bird-choruses are complete, are usually more delightful than its beginning. May fades into June, as ihe morningstar melts into dawu. Life is exchanged for richer, warmer life, but nothing dies. violet goes back into her roots to sleep the year out, with her baby-seeds reposing in the earth around her—leaving the memory of her fiagrance wandering like a breeze among the flowers of summer. Even if a frost should kill the violet, in the sweetness she has given to the air, she will live on forever. Children dear, when we are missed from our places on earth, may it he aa the violet is missed and remembered among the roses of June! —Lucy Larcom , in Bt. Nicholas for May.