tion of this
treatment she would devote herself without stint.
"May I ... may I have that paper," she answered appealingly, as he
started to crumple it up, preparatory to tossing it into the fireplace.
"We don't often have city papers to read, you know."
"Why, of course; I didn't think," he answered, smoothing it out and
handing it to her. She took it eagerly, and had read barely a minute
before she cried, delightedly, "Why, Doctor Mac. _You're_ in this paper.
Oh, did you read what it says?"
"Hang it," thought Donald, "I forgot all about that fool story, or I
wouldn't have given it to her." But she was already reading the brief
article aloud, slowly but with appreciatory expression.
EXCEPTIONAL FEE PAID BOSTON DOCTOR
Dr. Donald MacDonald Operates on Multi-Millionaire's Child
What is rumored to have been one of the biggest fees paid to a
physician in recent years, was received lately by the brilliant
young children's specialist of this city, Dr. Donald MacDonald.
A few weeks ago he was summoned to Newport in consultation with
local and New York physicians over the five-year-old daughter of J.
Bentley Moors, the millionaire copper king, and finally saved the
child's life by performing successfully one of the most difficult
operations known to surgery--the removal of a brain tumor.
The child had already totally lost the power of speech, and had
sunk into a comatose state, the operation being performed at Dr.
MacDonald's suggestion as a final desperate resort.
His associates on the case are unstinted in their praise of his
skill, and declare that few other surgeons in America could have
carried it through with any hope of success.
The child was completely cured, and in his gratitude her father
sent the young doctor a check which--it is said--represented an
amount larger than many men earn in a lifetime.
"What does 'comatose' mean, Doctor Mac?" asked Smiles.
"It means a condition during which the body appears to be lifeless. A
tumor is a growth--in that particular case here, inside the skull, which
pressed on the child's brain, paralyzing, or shutting off, all the
senses."
"Oh, wasn't it wonderful to do what you did ... it was almost like the
miracles our dear Lord performed, for you gave sight to the blind and
raised up one who was _almost_ dead. I am so glad for that little child
and her dea
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