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After you had written the clear and convincing letter3 which you mailed to 570
Park Avenue4 on October ninth and received no reply, you must have thought
me a very callous person indeed, and a cold friend. David5, the chief hall boy, has always looked after my mail very
carefully. I have always before returned to New
York2 in the first week of October. But this year I waited over for
two weeks in Boston6 to be with an old
friend, and David, the conscientious hall boy, left on his vacation October first.
After that date my mail rather took a chance. On the night I got back to my
apartment at 570 Park Avenue, I found a great bundle of letters tied up with string
lying on the table in my front hall. There were nearly a hundred of them - many
unimportant, and some very important. But your letter with a few others (one long
delayed letter from Mrs. George Arliss7) were found in a special
portfolio which David had himself taken care of and left on my desk.¶When our faithful cleaning woman and
anher assistant came in a week before our return to clean the appartment thoroughly, this portfolio with the few special letters was found on my
desk. There was so little in it they thought it was empty, and piled several
reference books on top of it. There it lay - the letters inside it, until the day I telegraphed you. . . .
This is a long story to explain a mistake which might have occasioned great
unhappiness. Your letter about the Hospital
is so clear and convincing that I do not for one moment hesitate to reply to it. A
check went out by yesterday’s mail for ⬩W⬩S⬩C⬩the hospital fund, and it will not be
the last one. I only ask you not to use my name.
We won’t dwell on it, but you must know, my dear Carrie, that I have bitter enemies in Red Cloud8 - though some of them may have pretended to be friendly. My early indifference about the hospital I must explain by the great changes that have taken place within the last ten years. I had no idea the Mary Lanning Hospital9 was crowded. When Mr. Crowell10 was hurt so badly, he remained in that hospital for nearly a year - or maybe quite a year - and I used to hear from one of his sons11 from time to time about his condition.
I have never given up hope of a visit with you, dear Carrie, and some day I shall telephone you by long distance - or get Edith Lewis12 to telephone you (which would be safer) that I am coming. You and Mary Creighton13 are the only people whom I would greatly wish to see there. I would love to see Trix14 again, too - I had such a pleasant visit with her when she was in New York - Sidney Florance15 has been very kind to me.Lovingly Willie