_Resolved_, That we, the members of this association, will individually urge upon the churches under our charge the duty of making earnest and special efforts during the remainder of the year to relieve the American Missionary Association from this impending calamity.
EDITOR AMERICAN MISSIONARY.--DEAR SIR: Did Brother Imes (June No., p. 168) misunderstand Father Johnson, or has the old man forgotten? There was no "hasty burial by the river." The body remained all night in the warehouse, was taken to the house the next day and buried from the house in the cemetery. Johnson dug two graves there; the first in a spot afterward taken for a road or walk, and the second where the remains now lie. The memorial tablet was put there in good faith by an editor of Alton, who greatly admired Lovejoy's defense of the freedom of the press. But will there never be a more appropriate monument? Is "Spare him now he is buried" all that is ever to be said over the grave of Elijah P. Lovejoy?
A momentous, an urgent, and a very hard question!
_Exclude them_, said the politicians, and close out thus forever the problem their presence involves. This seems, at first sight, a simple and easy, albeit a rather rough, answer. And so the Exclusion bill became a law. But it is almost certain that there are more Chinese in America to-day because of that law than there would have been without it. They came in such great numbers after the law was enacted and before it went into operation that (as I think) the decrease in immigration since that date has not as yet offset that increase.
For nearly three years on our shore our King Canute has sat in his royal chair forbidding the tide to rise. As long as ebb-tide lasts his authority seems to be respected, and the problem of these diurnal encroachments of the sea upon the land seems to be solved. But when the time for flood-tide comes again, Canute will have to move his chair, his mandates to the contrary notwithstanding. Already, if rumor is to be believed, a profitable business is conducted upon Puget Sound in smuggling Chinese from Vancouver's Island to our forbidden soil. Certain it is that many Chinese, failing to get tickets at Hong Kong for San Francisco, buy them to Victoria. Already it becomes a serious question what fence can be built along our northern frontier so close, so strong, so high that no Chinese can anywhere climb over, or crawl under, or work through. Mexico wants the Chinese, we hear. How far is it from the northern line of Mexico to the southern line of California and Arizona? And once across that line our Chinese invaders, coming slyly one by one, have won the fight and go and come at their own pleasure.