ed to the impulses of unaffected sympathy for the lonely widow, and felt the solemnities of the funeral rites. GLEANINGS BY THE WAY-SIDE. COMPILED FOR THE EVERGREEN. THE BEAUTY AND EXCELLENCY OF THE SERVICES OF THE CHURCH. As I proceeded with the burial service, all were held in a solemn silence. After the reading of the beautiful and animating lesson of consolation to the living, which treats of the glorious doctrine of the resurrection of the dead, I addressed a few words to those around me, admonishing them to improve this instance of mortality to their spiritual benefit. I also called their attention to the exemplary life of faith and obedience which this departed maiden had led, and closed with a few thoughts on the uncertainty of life, and the ne-minister begin the service, than the people are directed cessity of being prepared to meet our God-exhorting them to remember the words that they had just heard, that "we bring our years to an end as it were a tale that is told," and should endeavor "so to number our days that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom." And then, after having repeated the appropriate sen-nestly beg for such supply and relief as he knows to tences, I read the form of words appointed by the THIS is what constitutes the principal beauty and excellence of the whole of that religious worship prescribed by the Church to which we belong, that the people are allowed and invited to bear their part, and take a considerable share in it. No sooner does the Church for " the Burial of the Dead at Sea :" to follow after him, and both go on, putting up their alternate requests to the throne of grace. The minister prays for the people, and they again for the minister; he lays their wants and necessities before their Heavenly Father, and they, like dutiful children, ear be most expedient for them. The minister calls on the people to "Praise the Lord," and they as readily "Forasmuch as it hath pleased Almighty God, in answer, "The Lord's name be praised." He loudly his wise providence, to take out of the world the soul of proclaims the goodness and mercies of God, and they our deceased sister, we therefore commit her body to as heartily join in the same acknowledgments. In the deep, to be turned into corruption, looking for the such a mutual couse of prayers and praises, striving resurrection of the body when the sea shall give up her to show, and to excite each other's zeal, to the glory dead, and the life of the world to come through our of God, is the whole service carried on, from the beLord Jesus Christ; who at his coming shall change ginning to the end. For what good reason such a our vile body, that it may be like his glorious body, ac-service can be objected to, is more than I can say. cording to the mighty working whereby he is able to subdue all things unto himself." When I had arrived at the words, "we therefore commit her body to the deep," the platform was gently raised, and all that was mortal of Mary Harwood softly glided into the sea, which opened to receive its sacred deposit, and then closed again, leaving for a moment only the eddying circles on its surface to indicate the spot of her watery grave. When taken altogether, it is so full and comprehen- As I concluded the burial service, the last arc of the sun's disk was seen in the west, apparently setting in the ocean, as if to show us even more fully that the In the Liturgy we have the very words in which sun of Mary's earthly existence had also set; but, at some of the most saintly of men chose to breathe out the same moment the full-orbed moon arose in the op- their devotions. There are the prayers of such men posite horizon, as if emblematical of the cheeringas Chrysostom, Gregory, and Cranmer, with a “noble truth, that "though she be dead, yet shall she rise army" of others, whose names are high in the estimaagain." A light breeze now sprung up, and the crew returned to their various posts; and ere an hour had passed by, we were some miles from the spot where we had performed the solemn service of a "burial at sea," and where, in the hidden caves of the deep, reposed the earthly remains of Mary Harwood. "The sea-weed was there, her winding-sheet, As it dashes proudly toward the shore, tion of every true Christian. And there we have the rich and heavenly spirit of the olden time,—the time when men "walked with God," and earnestly con{tended for the faith delivered unto them. If we shall ever catch the fervor of those primitive days, will it not be when the incense of prayer is offered in the same censer of antiquity? Blame us not, then, if we value our Liturgy. It embodies the anthems of saints. It thrills the heart with the dying songs of the faithful. It is hallowed with the blood of martyrs. It glows with sacred fire. Long may it resound in the temples of the Crucified. Loud be its seraphic strains. Mighty its swelling chorus. Eternal the angelic hymn, GLORIA IN EXCELSIS DEO! STAUNTON. ed to the impulses of unaffected sympathy for the lonely widow, and felt the solemnities of the funeral rites. GLEANINGS BY THE WAY-SIDE. COMPILED FOR THE EVERGREEN. THE BEAUTY AND EXCELLENCY OF THE SERVICES OF THE CHURCH. As I proceeded with the burial service, all were held in a solemn silence. After the reading of the beautiful and animating lesson of consolation to the living, which treats of the glorious doctrine of the resurrection of the dead, I addressed a few words to those around me, admonishing them to improve this instance of mortality to their spiritual benefit. I also called their attention to the exemplary life of faith and obedience which this departed maiden had led, and closed with a few thoughts on the uncertainty of life, and the cessity of being prepared to meet our God-exhorting them to remember the words that they had just heard, we bring our years to an end as it were a tale that is told," and should endeavor "so to number our days that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom." And then, after having repeated the appropriate sen-nestly beg for such supply and relief as he knows to tences, I read the form of words appointed by the that " Church for " the Burial of the Dead at Sea:" THIS is what constitutes the principal beauty and excellence of the whole of that religious worship prescribed by the Church to which we belong, that the people are allowed and invited to bear their part, and take a considerable share in it. No sooner does the ne-minister begin the service, than the people are directed to follow after him, and both go on, putting up their alternate requests to the throne of grace. The minister prays for the people, and they again for the minister; he lays their wants and necessities before their Heavenly Father, and they, like dutiful children, ear be most expedient for them. The minister calls on the people to "Praise the Lord," and they as readily "Forasmuch as it hath pleased Almighty God, in answer, "The Lord's name be praised." He loudly his wise providence, to take out of the world the soul of proclaims the goodness and mercies of God, and they our deceased sister, we therefore commit her body to as heartily join in the same acknowledgments. In the deep, to be turned into corruption, looking for the such a mutual couse of prayers and praises, striving resurrection of the body when the sea shall give up her to show, and to excite each other's zeal, to the glory dead, and the life of the world to come through our of God, is the whole service carried on, from the beLord Jesus Christ; who at his coming shall change ginning to the end. For what good reason such a our vile body, that it may be like his glorious body, ac-service can be objected to, is more than I can say. cording to the mighty working whereby he is able to When taken altogether, it is so full and comprehensubdue all things unto himself." sive as to omit nothing which is fit to be asked in public, and yet so particular as to comprise most things which we ought to ask in private. Its doctrine is pure and primitive, its method simple and instructive, its language plain and significant, borrowed from the sacred writings or the ancient Liturgies, and such as was used in the first aid purest ages of the Christian Church. BP. HOBART. When I had arrived at the words, "we therefore commit her body to the deep," the platform was gently raised, and all that was mortal of Mary Harwood softly glided into the sea, which opened to receive its sacred deposit, and then closed again, leaving for a moment only the eddying circles on its surface to indicate the spot of her watery grave. As I concluded the burial service, the last arc of the sun's disk was seen in the west, apparently setting in the ocean, as if to show us even more fully that the In the Liturgy we have the very words in which sun of Mary's earthly existence had also set; but, at some of the most saintly of men chose to breathe out the same moment the full-orbed moon arose in the op- their devotions. There are the prayers of such men posite horizon, as if emblematical of the cheeringas Chrysostom, Gregory, and Cranmer, with a "noble truth, that "though she be dead, yet shall she rise army" of others, whose names are high in the estimaagain." tion of every true Christian. And there we have the A light breeze now sprung up, and the crew returned rich and heavenly spirit of the olden time,—the time to their various posts; and ere an hour had passed by, when men "walked with God," and earnestly conwe were some miles from the spot where we had per-tended for the faith delivered unto them. If we shall formed the solemn service of a "burial at sea," and where, in the hidden caves of the deep, reposed the earthly remains of Mary Harwood. "The sea-weed was there, her winding-sheet, As it dashes proudly toward the shore, ever catch the fervor of those primitive days, will it not be when the incense of prayer is offered in the same censer of antiquity? Blame us not, then, if we value our Liturgy. It embodies the anthems of saints. It thrills the heart with the dying songs of the faithful. It is hallowed with the blood of martyrs. It glows with sacred fire. Long may it resound in the temples of the Crucified. Loud be its seraphic strains. Mighty its swelling chorus. Eternal the angelic hymn, GLORIA IN EXCELSIS DEO! STAUNTON. For the Evergreen. THE WATER-SPRINGS-AN APOLOGUE. to the Church at large, concerning the personal history and character of this first Bishop of New York, and we are confident that the biographical sketch in our present number will be read with much interest. SOME time ago, (the apologue doth not inform us when or where,) many thousand very small springs of water issued, in different places, from the base of a We were about making a selection from some of mountain. The largest of them were but small jets, the many commendatory notices and letters concernand these were few, for the greater number of them con- ing the Evergreen, which we have received, with a sisted only of a single drop of water, which oozed from design of publishing them, (for we thought that it the rock at regular, short intervals. All of these would not appear Editor-like if we did not throw off a springs, thus pouring forth their humble tribute of portion of our modesty and puff ourselves a little,) water, formed each a distinct diminutive brook, and when, upon casting our eye over a late number of the these brooks flowed along in little streams for several "Banner of the Cross," what should we see but a miles, till, at length, they all met; and though each { flattering notice of our periodical, in which the Editor rill was of itself so very small, yet, there being so many of that excellent Church journal takes occasion to exthousands of them, they made, when thus collected to-press his admiration of our modesty. Seeing, therefore, gether, a very large pond. This pond supplied with wa- that there is a prospect of our modesty being made ter a number of mills which were erected on its banks. known to the world, what could we do but replace our It happened, after a time, that most of the smallest commendatory notices and letters in a corner of our springs at the mountain became somewhat dishearten- drawer, there to remain until the world (including, of ed, and determined to cease flowing. "What is the course, the good Editor of the Banner) shall forget how use," said they," of our taking any trouble to ooze out modest we are. But, verily, this immodest prating about here in drops? There is not enough of us to do any one's modesty, may appear to the reader too much good. We might as well stay where we are." And like being proud of one's humility, therefore we may so they no longer issued from the rock. In a short best save our credit by stopping short where we are. time, the pond became nearly drained, and there being no further supply from so many of the springs, all the mills were obliged to stop running. This threw all the workmen out of employment, and people in the neighborhood were soon unable to obtain such useful articles as were made at these mills. But the water-springs, having heard of the evils which they had caused, and thus learning their usefulness, began to flow forth again in good earnest; and after some time, the pond became filled, and the mills commenced running. Reader! dost thou ever imagine that the mite which thou casteth into the treasury of the Lord is too insignificant to do any good? If so, then think of the little water-springs. We have from time to time been requested, from various quarters, to come out openly and explicitly with our views on certain controverted topics. Now, while we wish to eschew controversy, we have no disposition to conceal our sentiments on what are essentially Church-principles. As to our private opinions on many matters connected, more or less remotely, with thrusting them forward, à la some persons, with as the institutions of the Church, we have no desire to be much pertinacity and zeal as though they involved some Church-principle. We should not suppose, howcles in the past numbers of the Evergreen, could fail ever, that any person who has carefully read the artito arrive at a pretty correct decision respecting our views. We glory in no party name, but we are desirous to be considered (and to be in reality, as far as human frailties will permit) a consistent Churchman. We pray God to give us grace that we may live in OUR ENGRAVING.-The engraved portrait in our constant conformity to this profession. If we are present number has been executed expressly for the zealous in the cause of the Church, we trust that our Evergreen, being the first engraving of Bishop Pro-zeal is not altogether without knowledge. We were voost that has ever appeared. It was taken from a educated in the ranks of sectarianism, and in the very painting by Duché, belonging to the New York His-hot-bed of morbid religious excitement, and it is not torical Society Library; and the style of its execution { surprising, therefore, that we, after having, through will doubtless reflect great credit upon our engravers. The Memoir of Bishop Provoost forms rather a longer article than we wish generally to admit into the Evergreen, yet as it is so well written, and in its details furnishes us with a brief history of the Church during an interesting period, and especially since it will prove so new to most of our readers, we have concluded to allow it the space which it occupies. We are inclined to believe that very little has been known EDITOR'S TABLE. the good providence of God, escaped such evils, should feel "a hearty desire" to bring to view the various excellencies of Church doctrine and order. We love the Church as it is; but the reader will bear in mind that this is not exactly saying that we love all professing Churchmen as they are. We love the Church-system-the via media, or middle course which the Church pursues between Romanism on the one hand and Sectarianism on the other. But we ab |