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July 7, 1933
Dear Mother and Dad,-
With all the excitement and disturbance
going on, I have no had much chance
to write. They have at last gotten
things settled, and Ed is to be
taken back to America and they
will have a funeral for him on
the twelfth. After that Stu and
I will take Mrs. Deeds to Hong
Kong and then we will mail the
package to you. It is not very
much, but I thought you could use
it on a dress. They are pretty
good pieces, and make lovely trimmings.
So far as the weather is still
hot but not unbearable. In fact
today it is right pleasant. I have
added a little to my linen collection
and by the time we are ready to
come home I will have enough to
last us a good many years. I want
to get these nice things, because
we will never have the opportunity
to get the real thing so cheap.
The trip to Hong Kong has knocked
the blackwood chest for this month,
but next month we will get it.
Then I want to get some silver-
candle sticks, serving plates,
and cocktail set. I got a very
pretty bed spread yesterday. It
is applicay[sic], and all hand
made as are all the things here.
I also got a heavy luncheon set.
It will wear well.
I am having a lot of fun. The General's wife, and the Colonel's wife want to learn English. I want to learn Chinese, so they come over here every Monday, and we have a good time learning. They do not speak any English as yet and I do not speak Chinese, so we make motions and then each says what is would be in there own language. I would love to tutor form money- students at the university, and this will give me practice, also give me a head start in the very difficult tongue here. Chinese ladies are very nice, but quite shy at first. I am lucky to have them come to our house. They seldom go out.
The Long Beach disaster must have been bad. I hope the Frenches were not in it. They have had their share of accidents.
I saw the funniest thing ever yesterday.
Stu and I went to Tungshan to buy
some water colors for me to play
with, and walking along we came
across a woman with her little
boy. The little kid didn't have
a stitch on- few of them do- and
I didn't think anything about it,
but coming back we passed them
again, and I happened to glance
down at the little boy again, and
I almost fainted. Here he stood
not a thing on- except a little
blue bow that was tied around his
pride and joy. I don't know if
it was the Chinese symbol of x
marks the spot or what, but I almost
fell off the street.
July 9
Well, I am having a dress tailored
by a Chinese tailor here. It's
been quite a kick for me, although
the people that have been here
a long time dislike it very much.
I drew a picture- one of the famous
water color ones, and took it down,
and the tailor copies it from that.
Today I had the first fitting.
It was pretty good, except it was
too small in the shoulders as perscheduale[sic].
He said that he could fix that.
I doubt it, but he may at that.
The rest of the dress is good.
It is of blue silk with a voile
bow and cuffs and buttons. I think
it will be nice. It is washable,
and that is what you need here.
I have a disagreeable task before me, I have to fire the Amah. She does not wash well, and is very careless. I am so tender hearted that I cannot be gruff, but on the other hand I am so Scotch that I cannot bear to see all our clothes ruined, so out she goes.
Yesterday General Wong invited
us on his boat for tiffin. The
Malleys and the Terrills and the
Bairds were the only people present-
I mean the only foreigners present.
The rest were all the Chinese Generals
and Colonels etc. It was a lovely
houseboat and the Chinese are very
capable hosts. We do not like their
food and that part is always difficult.
After tiffin, they had a motor
boat that was a honey take us for
a ride up and down the river. It
was cool and nice and a good time
was had by all. The Chinese rent
houseboats for the summer here-
they are called flower boats, and
use them for their entertaining
and meals etc. They are very cool
and highly decorated. It was most
interesting to us to see them.
Write often and give our love to Wallace and Florence.
Lots of Love,
Jeannette.
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