My Bing Ang to My Honorable Brothers and Sisters
From Your Utterly Contemptible Child
Neuchang, April 5th.



Most Wise and Honorable Mother, Moy Sen, Greetings. Bing Ang. Bing Ang.

After four adorable years in this most distinguished and advantageous
College I am now about to go to the home of my Mother-in-law in this
same village.

To go is like fire against my face.

Day and night I cease not to weep and nothing can turn me about from
much weeping.

Miss Sterling come in to me often and say, "To marry is right and
proper, my husband will be very wise because he is learned man, I go to
live with kind, not cruel, Mother-in-law, I must not longer weep and
refuse food."

Truly I try at all times to please Miss Sterling, but to cease I cannot.

I with all of wonder and nothing of understanding see how with joy and
song like bird Miss Sterling go about the house packing trunks, boxes
all things make ready to go America side to marry with Dr. Newman; truly
she so happy she send out light from every part, from top of head to
sole of foot. Miss Sterling say to me she no have fear of Mother-in-law