_Politics and the Mission._—Our Legislature, the first one convened under our new Constitution, has adjourned, and the Chinese are yet here. Denis Kearney has been made to “go,” and his party is just “going;” the former, in prison attire, to break stones on the public highway, and the latter to befitting insignificance and complete disintegration. But how to assure it that “the Chinese must go,” is a problem by which, now as heretofore, our Californian statesmanship(!) finds itself sore baffled. Among our newly-fledged legislators, there was scarcely one, at the opening of the sessions, but had his pet scheme,—a sure cure for the Chinese ail; and the river of Egypt scarce brought forth frogs more plentifully than did our noisy Legislature its anti-Chinese bills. But most of them died before they were fairly, fully born, and the rest are either squelched under the weight of the U. S. Constitution, or else, not daring to face that foe, have retired into prudent dormancy. The gassy proclamation of our Board of Health, declaring Chinatown a nuisance, has dissolved into thin air, and that district of our city is just as populous, just as busy, just as noisy, and almost as filthy as it was before. Our Mayor, and the doctors associated with him, may possibly have caused a little more of the Chinese gold to be “placed where it would do most good;” but, no other effect of their bombastic demonstration seems now to be even dreamed of. All this helps us hope that we shall be able to pursue our mission-work with no special molestations, and that the result of our summer campaign may be as bright as the out-look is just now. _A Touching Farewell Service._—the following paragraph which appeared in the _Pacific_ of April 14th, over the initials of the Principal of our Central school, I am sure will interest our readers. It explains itself: