EDITOR'S TABLE. OUR ENGRAVING.-The engraved portrait of Bishop White, which accompanies the present number, is from a painting by Sully, taken after the Bishop had entered upon his eighty-second year. At the suggestions of several clergymen, (some of whom have arrived at the age of three score years and ten, and whose opinions, consequently, we are bound to respect,) we have had this portrait engraved for the Evergreen, in preference to any of those taken at an earlier period of his life. was I-for this island Ii-literally, the "island of islands." The Saxons wrote the word with an aspirate, making it Hii, which was its common name in the time of Bede, A. D. 730. It was also called by the Saxons Columbkill, which signifies Columb'sgrave; by the Celts, I choluim cille, by the Saxons turned into Icolmkill, which signifies the island-ofColumb's-grave, or cell. The origin of the word Iona, is more uncertain, but seems to be the same as Ii, with na, the sign of the Celtic genitive interposed, thus becoming I-na-i, which, according to the eu The excellent memoir of this "Father of the Amer-phonic laws of that language, would become Ionai, or ican Church," will be read with interest. island-of-the-sea. The Celtic name for John is Eon, not Ion. The name of Columb or Columba, or as the Celts wrote it, Choluim, has no relation to the Latin Columba, the agreement being merely accidental, arising from the reduplication of the m and a subsequent common consonant change. simply Iona, signifying the island-of-islands. It is not improbable, however, that the last syllable of this word CALLING THINGS BY THEIR RIGHT NAMES.-We see may be the Saxon ea, signifying water, and occano good reason why Presbyterians, Baptists, Meth-sionally sea, in which case the word would mean odists, Congregationalists, Unitarians, Universalists, Quakers, Mormons, and the whole host of sects who reject Episcopacy, can have any serious objection to be called by the general term Dissenters. Still, however, as some of these sects appear so very sensitive on this point, and as the mere name involves no principle, we are willing, from courtesy, to employ a term equally comprehensive, and one which they cannot with reason consider offensive, viz. Non-Episcopalians. We write these remarks by way of reply to some inquiries which have recently been made of us on this subject. We regard (as we think every consistent Churchman must) these sectarians as the offspring of schism, but yet we feel no desire to designate them exclusively by the name of schismatics, though even this, we believe, would be but calling things by their right names. We should ever be willing and desirous to act towards these sects in the spirit of meekness, at the same time never suffering ourselves, from a feeling of false charity, to to be so far led astray as to concede any principle. It is perhaps proper to mention that the article on the " Revival of Church Music," in our present number, was written some two years since, when the works named at the head of the article were first published. It is no less appropriate now, however, than it was at the time when it was written. We trust that no lover of good Church music will fail to read it. It is too true that our Church music is now too often but "a kind of lifeless groaning—a languishing, torpid, consumptive body of evils-the scorn of science-the butt of worldly sarcasm;" and it is to be hoped that some interest will soon be manifested in restoring it to its former lofty station in the Christian Church. TO CORRESPONDENTS.-We wish to inform our occa The "Protestant Churchman," in noticing the February number of the Evergreen, ends with the follow-sional contributors, that we prefer short articles, of, at ing paragraph: By the way, we would suggest to the author of the article headed "St. Columba," that the word "Iona," if it be Celtic, no more means the "Isle of Waves," than it does the "Sea of Rocks." Jacob Bryant, for whom all antiquarians should preserve an affectionate veneration, points out most clearly the connection between the word "Iona," "Ion," "John," &c., and the "Columba" or Dove-the Messenger of peace and glad tidings; and this conjunction of these names in so remote, but so sacred a spot, where Christianity was so early planted and afterwards so tenderly nourished, is, to say the least, a most singular coincidence. We have been furnished by a learned friend with the following note, which we insert by way of reply to the above extract. While we pay all due veneration to the learning of Bryant, we must say that he had fancies we cannot adopt, and this is among the number. The old Celtic name of this island was not Iona, that being a comparatively modern one. The Celtic word for island most, not more than three printed pages. We have We desire to express our thanks to various Churchperiodicals, for their kind and flattering notices of the Evergreen. We hope they may not have any future cause to regret the favorable opinion which they have thus shown. NOTICES OF BOOKS. HISTORY OF ALL CHRISTIAN SECTS AND DENOMINATIONS, their origin, peculiar tenets, and present condition, &c. By John Evans, LL. D., with additions by the American Editor. New York: Burgess, Stringer & Co.-We have found time only to glance at the pages of this work. The author's mantle of charity would appear to be unusually broad, as he seems to consider the differences between the Trinitarian, the Arian, or Socinian, and, in fact, all sects, as matters of but trifling importance. Reason-the decided testimony which the Episcopal Church has ever borne against the errors of the Church of Rome-has been nearly wholly re-written. We heartily recommend this pamphlet as a suitable work for general circulation. PUSEYISM AND EPISCOPACY, by a Republican Churchman. This tract comes to us without imprint or printer's name. We have not read it, but from a hasty glance at its pages, we are inclined to believe that it is another pious fraud of some Non-Episcopalian. We cannot think that a "Churchman" wrote it, for it bears plainly the marks that " an enemy hath done THE CHURCHMAN'S LIBRARY, Nos. 1, 2, 3. Flem- this." Still, however, we may possibly be mistaken, as ington, N. J: J. R. Dunham. New Haven: Croswe have some strange Churchmen in these days. The well & Jewett, Agents.-The Churchman's Library author, whoever he may be, is evidently eager to pre"is intended to supply a want long felt and lamented sent many important features of the Church as hostile in our Communion—that of a republication, in a cheap, {to a republican form of government, thus endeavoring and at the same time, neat and convenient form, of to excite popular prejudice against her. many valuable English works, the high prices of which have heretofore been a serious obstacle to their general circulation in our country. The numbers before us contain-The English Reformation, by Rev. F. C. Massingberd, M. A.; and the first part of ChurchClavering, or the Schoolmaster, by Rev. W. Gresley, M. A. The work is issued in monthly numbers of 56 octavo pages, on fine paper, at $2.25 per year, paya-ing on the subjects of which it treats, in a catechetical ble on delivery of the numbers. It is recommended by form, and then to this is added an excellent discourse Bishops Doane, B. T. Onderdonk, H. U. Onderdonk, on "Laying on of Hands." It will be a valuable little and Whittingham. We hope this work will meet with manual to be placed in the hands of candidates for that encouragement from Churchmen which it deserves. Confirmation. A PASTORAL FOR THE SEASON OF CONFIRMATION; Baptism; Confirmation; The Supper of the Lord. Burlington, N. J. Lent, 1844.-This little tract appears to comprise, in a small space, much sound "pastoral" instruction on Baptism, Confirmation, and the Supper of the Lord. It elucidates the Church's teach A LETTER TO A METHODIST. By a Presbyter of REPUBLICATION OF THE LONDON, EDINBURGH, FORthe Diocese of Maryland. Baltimore: D. Brunner.— EIGN, AND WESTMINSTER REVIEWS. New York: LeonThis is a pamphlet of 49 pages, and professes to be the ard Scott & Co.; New Haven, T. H. Pease.—These substance of various conversations between a Pres-four Reviews-the great organs of literary and critical byter of the Church and a Methodist, respecting the censorship in Great Britain, combining, as they do, so validity of Wesley's ordinations, and other subjects much and such varied talent of European writersconnected with the polity of the Methodist system, toare well known to the literary public, both as repregether with the "necessity and reality of an Apos-senting the leading political parties of Great Britain, tolic Succession in the Christian ministry." The author has, in a candid and clear manner, set forth the spurious Episcopacy of the Methodists. The remarks on Class Meetings, which the Methodists appear to place "above the public worship of GoD, above His sacraments, above every other means of grace," (see page 18,) are well worthy of the consideration of those whom they concern. REASONS WHY I AM A CHURCHMAN; or, The Episcopalian Armed against Popular Objections. Second edition, Revised and Enlarged. Hartford: H. S. Parsons. We are glad to learn that a second edition of this excellent little work has been so soon called for. Upon examination of the copy before us, we find that some valuable additions have been made by the author to Reasons II, VI, VIII, and XI. The latter and for their high literary character. They have been reduced to a price which places them within the reach of all classes. Churchmen would undoubtedly prefer the London Quarterly. BLACKWOOD'S EDINBURGH MAGAZINE, for March. American Edition. New York: Leonard Scott & Co.; New Haven, T. H. Pease.-This well-known magazine has entered upon its twenty-ninth year, and continues to be as rich, original, and attractive, in its contents, as at any former period. Old Christopher North does not appear to lose any of his intellectual vigor. This edition of this old and estimable periodical is a fac-simile, being printed "page for page, line for line," with the original. The contents of the present number are, as usual, full of interest and instruction. VOL. I. THE EVERGREEN. MAY, 1844. NO. V. For the Evergreen. AMERICAN SCENERY. THE first and strongest impression made on the mind of the foreign traveler by American scenery, is that of vastness. The elements of sublimity are almost all found here in their highest perfection, and are so combined as to produce their strongest legitimate effect. Its broad inland seas and ocean-like prairies; the loftiness and extent of its mountains; its rivers, that pour their floods through nearly every zone, ór span the whole breadth of the continent; the depth and density of its original and unbroken forests, with various other characteristic features, render this coun try a field wherein an imagination of the most untiring wing may revel and expatiate, with unchained freedom and delight. But though these may be the most obvious appearances presented by the New World, yet there are others of a different character, not less nu merous or pleasing. The elements of the beautiful abound equally with those of the sublime, and not unfrequently are they brought together in such manner and profusion, as to form scenes inexpressibly sweet and enchanting. Of this we have a striking instance in one of the lively sketches of Chateaubriand, which we venture to present in an English dress. "An hour after the setting of the sun, the moon appeared above the trees in the opposite horizon. A balmy breeze, which she brought from the east with her, seemed to precede her, as though it were her cool breath, diffusing itself in the forests. She arose, little by little, into the sky, sometimes pursuing peacefully her azure course, sometimes reposing on groups of clouds which bore a resemblance to the summit of high mountains crowned with snow. The clouds, folding and unfolding their veils in transparent zones of white, satin-like appearance, dispersed in light flakes of foam, or formed in the skies banks of dazzling down, so delicate to the eye, that one would almost imagine that he could feel their softness. river, the light of the moon slumbered peacefully on the luxuriant turfs. The birch-trees, agitated by the breezes, and scattered here and there in the savannah, formed isles of shadows, floating over a motionless sea of light. Near by, all was silence and repose, except the occasional fall of a leaf, the rude passage of a sudden wind, and the rare and interrupted wailings of the gray-owl. But afar off, at times, could be heard the solemn rollings of the cataract, the sounds of which, in the stillness of the night, prolonged themselves from wood to wood, and at last died away in the remote solitary forests. "The grandeur or the surprising melancholy of that scene could not be expressed in human language; the most beautiful nights in Europe cannot give any idea of it. In vain, in our cultivated fields, the imagination seeks to extend itself; it encounters, on all sides, the habitations of men; but in those wild regions the soul delights to plunge itself into an ocean of forests, hover over the abyss of the cataracts, and, as it were, to wander along the borders of the immense lakes, to to find itself alone before God." This description of the "Spectacle of a beautiful night in the wilds of the New World," was written by this celebrated traveler, near the spot of which our engraving is a representation. This "View on the Susquehanna" furnishes a scene somewhat different in its outlines, though not less charming. It was taken some miles above Wyoming, so celebrated for its exceeding rural beauty, the terrible calamity which befell it in 1778, and for the touching and imperishable strains to the finest in the most picturesque and romantic of valwhich this event gave occasion. The scene is one of leys, and is in every respect worthy of all that Campbell has said of his fair but ill-fated Wyoming. Indeed, it is not difficult to suppose that he drew his description while contemplating the picture which our artist has so skillfully transferred to his stecl-plate, so close is the correspondence in many points. One can almost be persuaded that the shores are instinct with life, and are so enamored of the proud, though coy and gentle stream which laves them, that they have stretched out their arms as if to stay its course, and detain it as long as possible in their embrace. This place not only was, but is still indeed "The scene on the earth was not less enchanting. The bluish and mild light of the moon descended in the intervals of the trees, and threw its luminous rays even into the thickness of the most profound shades. The river which ran at my feet, by turns lost itself in the woods, and by turns reappeared, all sparkling with the constellations of the night, which it reflected in its bosom. In a vast meadow on the other side of the As the eye lingers on the scene, and one begins to feel VOL. I. 17 "the loveliest land of all That see the Atlantic wave their morn restore." O, the April beams on the green hill-side, How goldenly they lie! Where the vernal grass in its virgin pride Seems laughing to the sky; And the modest leaves of the violet' A bright young child, with flaxen hair, Like a shadowy line of soft cloud bent I had spoken to her of the blessed spring, She listened to my words, Then ask'd," Does He who dwells on high Listen to those dear birds?" "And He that made the flowers that lie Does he watch them all from that wide bright sky?" To her rosy lips she prest The violets, wreath'd round her favorite toy, "May I stay with these sweet flowers, awhile? When God looks down to see If they are safe, perhaps his eye Will notice even me." And away she sprang to the green hill-side, O, childhood is like an April day, Yet a heart of guileless love it hath, A spirit, wing'd for the upward path, In its beautiful, trusting youth. A nature instinct with glorious powers, Like the budding plants and golden flowers, ASTORIA INSTITUTE, April, 1844. He who is accustomed to turn aside from the world, and commune with himself in retirement, will, sometimes at least, hear the truths which the multitude do not tell him. A more sound instructor will lift his voice, and awaken within the heart those latent suggestions, which the world had overpowered and suppressed. The veil which covers from our sight the events of succeeding years, is a veil woven by the hand of mercy. AURELIA ; OR, THE CAMP AND COURT OF DIOCLESIAN. A STORY OF THE MARTYRS. BOOK FIRST.-THE SOJOURN AT ANTIOCH. CHAPTER XIII. THE FEAST OF THE GODS. Questo pensier la ferita nativa, Si, che assetata è plu che mai di sangue These thoughts inflamed and roused the native rage, TASSO, GER. LIBERATA, I, 85. THE sounds of revelry were heard, as midnight approached, in the palace of Dioclesian. The mother of Galerius had summoned the court to her idolatrous festival, and the saloons were crowded with her minions. As the guests wandered through those spacious halls, once filled by the glittering retainers of the Syrian kings, whose glory yet seemed to linger there, every sense was enchanted by the luxurious profusion which was exposed to their view. { right. The guests were disposed on either side, according to their rank. "Ho, slaves! the libation!" cried the Aglaia, (for such was the name which the ambitious peasant-woman had chosen for her altered state.) She half arose from her couch, as she so said, and receiving a golden goblet from the ready hand of one of the attendants, placed it within that of the Emperor; "Augustus will consecrate the feast by the offering of piety to the gods." The Emperor arose with dignity, and uncovering his head, poured the wine upon the board. Then, resuming his couch, while the assembled guests reverently bent their heads, he signified that the feast should proceed. For a season, the most unrestrained hilarity reigned within the hall, and the guests did ample honor to the generous viands and the sparkling wines. But the countenance of the Emperor remained fixed in its usual cold and abstracted expression, except when, at times, a shadow of anxious thought darkened his brow. Yet the coldness of his demeanor seemed to be unnoticed by the assembly. Of late years, his usual bearing in public had been that of stern serenity, and his subjects knew how heavily the cares of state pressed upon his failing energies of mind and body. But in the circumstances of the present hour, Dioclesian had causes of anxiety of which few of those that surrounded him were conscious. His wife, and daughter, with others scarcely less dear to him, were, by his own permission, absent from the idolatrous feast. This permission had been reluctantly accorded to their earnest and almost tearful entreaties. oppressive indecision, so different from the usual firm temper of his mind, which characterized all his deliberations and acts concerning Christianity, now caused him to regret that the request had been granted. our feast of the gods." The The tesselated pavements, wrought with exquisite art, shone with mother of pearl and precious stones. Curiously carved fountains of alabaster, and statues of the finest marble, from which the sweetest perfumes were diffused throughout the apartments, tempered the Amidst the unpleasant reflections arising from this sultry atmosphere of the summer night so effectually, cause, he was startled by the harsh voice of Aglaia. as to animate, while they gratified, the drooping senses. "The Empress Prisca is not with us," she remarked, The tapestry of silk and gold, displaying magnificent turning to Dioclesian, with something of irony in her pictures, in which the beautiful mythological represent-tone ; “ I trust no untoward accident keeps her from ations of Greece were blended, or contrasted with the voluptuous worship and manners of the east, was continually waving, throughout its whole extent, in a soft undulating motion, as if it obeyed the impulses of the music which floated through the apartments, while the artists who produced it were unseen. In the centraling. hall, an immense globe of lapis lazuli, surmounted by the Roman eagle, diffused the most brilliant light, as from the sun; while a softened radiance pervaded the vast saloons and gorgeous colonnades which extended on every side from this principal chamber. "She is within," was the brief reply of the Emperor, as he carelessly designated with his finger one of the distant cabinets, the purple drapery of which might be discerned through the splendid colonnade interven "I fear," again observed Aglaia, remorselessly determined to pursue her object, but affecting sympathy in her manner, "I fear these banquets give her no pleasure; or, haply, it is illness which deprives us of her presence." The guests looked at each other during the pause, which the Emperor allowed to occur, ere he replied, "Thou hast said truly, these banquets give her no The materials of the feast were piled upon the ivory tables in services of gold. Dioclesian himself reclined at the head of the board, overshadowed by a canopy. The mother of Galerius, in her favorite habit, as priest-pleasure." ess of Cybele, occupied his left hand, and Hierocles the { "And her duty to the empire, Augustus," replied |