The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1874-05-21
For the anderson Mteligencer.

For tho anderson Inteligencer.
Well, it seems that May parties have become
quite infectious here, since the vivid descrip-
tion by your late correspondent of the beauti-
full celebrations of many youthful votaries OF
this joyous season. So, our Juveniles were not
sorry that they were summoned to another
festival in Flora's own domain-in the beauti-
full garden at Col. J. P. Reeds, and must try
to give short description of this new scene of
beauty and gladness. Last Thursday evening,
bright and balmy, though lacking the radiant
moonlight to intensity the charms of the scene,
and aid the bright bonfres and beacons, the
friends of the children were summoned togeth-
er on the verdant lawn, where this fairy pano-
rama was re-enacted, amidst avenues of green,
impenetrable box, aud hedges of mock orange
and cedar, intertwined with fragrant roses and
honeysuckles-ri rich gems in natures emerald
coronct Here it was that Miss Cora Reed,
the presiding genius of this enchanting place,
had assembled little band of neighboring
school children to crown another fair young
Queen of May, with merry songs and contrib
uted verses Their glad young voices came
winding through the shrubbery, exclaiming as
of old,
''We are the flowers, the fair young flowers,
Who come at The voice of Spring,
To deck with beauty the sylvan showers,
And perfume the zephyr's wing
Then appeared on the velvet green sward,
amid the blushing roses, the jolly troupe of
bright young Heralds announcing her royal
presence with clear, rigging voices and mimic
buges, and moving through the standing crowd
under the verdant arches to the platform crec-
ted beneath four old, leafy apple trees, which
we're beautifully festooned and bedecked with
lamps and flowers and baskets, making per-
feet picture of brightness and beauty. The
floral maidens next appeared upon the scene,
Ginning their little verses and scattering flow
ers along the way for her royal highness, Miss
Hattie Brown, youthful companion chosen to
rule the merry throng who was most courte-
ously led and seated upon the flower decked
throne by gallant young knight Then, on
bended knee, Hartwcll Aver presented the
woven diadem of white, odorous pinks, which
was gracefully received by Matte Stephens,
and thereafter presented by her with clearly
spoken address. 1t was most becoming to the
classically moulded features, dark hair and eyes
of her youthful majesty The garland and
sceptre were next yielded for her adornment,
with the homage of the young cousins, Helen
Reed and Carrie Brown. The bright Seasons,
with nicely quoted addresses, and most appro-
priately attired; the Graces three, with the
cross, the anchor and mantle of Faith, Hope
and Charity-all advanced as her subjects,
with recitations and praises, swelling the circle
of beauty, like picture in some brilliantly
illustrated page of fairy-land, which can never
be forgotten. Then came an innovation OF the
old routine, by the entrance of gay, flower
decked Flora, the Goddess of Flowers, repre-
resented by the youngest sister of the house
hold, little Pet Reed, with sunny curs and
delicate form and features, who advanced to
claim her share of tribute from faithless sub
iects, whom she claimed for a season rather
than one brief day of triumph then, with
mingled grace and dignity, the Queen of May
arose to acknowledge her claims and yield the
sway henceforth, whilst defending her own
rights, and thanking her loyal subjects for the
honor and pleasure of one short hour of regal
power And, as the circlet of floral, childish
beauty was now complete, in this hall of ma
ture's own adornment, beneath the jewelled
dome of heaven, envclopcd by leafy embrasures
and carpeted with vernal loveliness when all
burst forth gladly into singing Tennyson's May
Queen, we were indeed more forciby impressed
that "a thing of beauty is a joy forever" We
only wish that many more could have looked
upon this scene of brief enchantment, and have
forgotten for awhile the grief and care scat
tered so freely like thorns amid the few roses
| of life The luscious feast of cakes and emo-
made, so bountifully provided in the natural
bowers of CEDAR was truly inviting to all, and
the gay music and promenadcs, the mirth and
romance that followed, inspiring to every par
ticpant, no doubt, and inclining each one to
thank the generous donor of the magic scene
as we'll as "the Giver of every good and perfect
gift" for this transitory pleasure and feeting
pastime amid innocence and youth.
LEONORE.
The annual reunion of the Army of the Poto-
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