Two Festivals is a Juvenile Fiction story. It is the evening before the first of May, and the boys are looking forward to a May day festival with the children in the neighborhood. Mrs. Chilton read aloud these beautiful lines of Milton: Now the bright morning star, Day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and loads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail beauteous May that dost inspire Mirth, and youth, and warm desire; Woods and groves arc of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and with thee long. "How beautiful!" said Frank and Harry. "Suppose, Mother", said Harry, "it should rain, and hail, and snow to morrow, for it looks like it now, and then you know we cannot go into the woods and gather flowers; and all our plans will be spoiled". "Why, then, my dear, we must enjoy May morning as the great poet did, after he lost his sight, with our mind's eye; and you must bear your disappointment patiently". "Easier said than done, Mother", said Harry. "Why, only think of all our preparations, and the beautiful wreath you made for Lizzy Evans, who is to be queen of the May, and how pretty she would look in it, and then think of the dinner in the woods, we all sitting round in a circle, and she and the king of the May in the midst of us, and Ned Brown playing on his flageolet; and then you know we are all to walk home in procession, and have a dance at his mother's after tea". "You will not lose your dance, Harry", said his mother, "if it should hail, and rain, and snow; but, on the contrary, enjoy it all the more, for then you will riot be fatigued by a long walk; and Lizzy can wear the wreath at any rate".
