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The Magic Ingredient

By Hugh MacNair Kahler

lv igrg two doctors came down to the southern village where
I spent the winter. Other visitors were there, as usual, to play golf or tennis in the bright sunlight and crisp, bracing mountain air. But these two doctors had come to die.
One of them, when I first saw him, looked almost as if he were already dead. His real name is widely known-for he had stood near the top of his profession as a psychiatrist-but I shall call him Edward Porter. He was afflicted with tuberculosis of the lungs.
When I went to see him, he had stopped trying to get well. His wife told me that he refused medical aid, ate almost nothing and would not even let her wheel his bed out into the warm sunlight on the front porch of their cottage. I found him in a dark little bedroom, in a fog of cigarette smoke, with every window shut.
He told me that he had diagnosed his case as hopeless, and that he was deliberately trying for quick death.
Then I happened to mention that I knew another physician who was dying in a cottage only a few doors away. He-call him Lawrence Gray-had been a promising young surgeon until a baffling focal infection began to stiffen him with arthritis. He could move the fingers of his left hand, but that was all.
As I told him about Gray, Porter's face lost some of its deathmask appearance. He said that he had often dealt with cases of advanced arthritis in which the patient's mental attitude had been a contributing cause. He had sometimes been able to help them.
"When it hurts you frightfully to bend your elbow, you're apt to stay on the safe side of pain by not bending your wrist," he explained. "That helps your wrist to stiffen. Then continue to play safe by not moving your fingers, and presently they too begin to stiffen. But if you've got the guts to use every joint that doesn't hurt you,

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