"I left San Francisco several months ago and have been stopping in
several places, and that is why your letters were so long in reaching
me. They both came in the same mail, and I wrote to San Francisco to see
what I could learn with regard to your mother. It seems that the private
asylum of Dr. Haynes was broken up, as there were only three patients
when Mrs. Smith left, and it did not pay. Soon after your father died in
Santa Barbara, your mother was removed from the asylum by a gentleman
whose name I have thus far been unable to learn. I thought it must have
been some relative, but if you know nothing of it my theory is wrong.
Dr. Haynes went at once with his family to Europe, and is travelling on
the continent. His address is, Care of Munroe & Co., Bankers, 7 Rue
Scribe. Paris. Write him again, as he must know who took your mother
from his care. He may not be in Paris now, but your letter will reach
him in time. If there is anything I can do to help you, I will gladly do
it. If you were in San Francisco you might find some of the attendants
in the asylum, who could give you the information you desire.
"Yours, very truly,
"J.P. ALLING, M.D."
It was Ruby who brought the letter one evening two or three days before
Eloise expected to make her first appearance in school. Mrs. Biggs and
Tim were out and Eloise was alone. Tearing open the envelope, she read
it quickly, and then with the bitterest cry Ruby had ever heard, covered
her face with her hands and sobbed: "My mother! Oh, my mother!"
"Is she dead?" Ruby asked, and Eloise replied, "Worse than that,
perhaps. I don't know where she is. Read what it says."
She gave the letter to Ruby, who read it twice; then, sitting down by
Eloise and passing her arm around her, she said, "I don't understand
what it means. Was your mother in a lunatic asylum?"
"Oh, don't call it that!" Eloise answered. "It was a private asylum in
San Francisco,--very private and select, father said, but I never quite
believed her crazy. She was always quiet and sad and peculiar, and hated
the business, and so did I."
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