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CHAPTER TWOAlmost immediately after the Toronto Star newspaper article, Rene was deluged with people who needed her help or wanted to do business with her. A Toronto businessman named Ernest H. Ashley had a contract drawn up that offered Rene her own clinic, $20,000 within the first year of signing, an annual salary of $2,000, and $100,000 in operating capital and stock in the corporation to be formed-if she would "assign and set over all her right, title and interest in the said formula above referred to." For a woman who used to laugh that she never had $100 she could call her own, the offer must have been tempting, at least for a moment. Those were big dollar figures in 1932. But Rene turned him down, stuck the unsigned contract in her files and left it there to gather dust. As Rene treated an increasing number of patients, the word about her work continued to be positive, even in some official circles. On June 17, 1933, she received a letter on official stationery from the Deputy Minister of Hospitals for Ontario. He wrote: "Through a friend of mine here I have learned of your wonderful treatment for cancer, and I should greatly appreciate a letter setting forth briefly the nature of your treatment. Please state how long you have been using this treatment, approximately how many cases you have treated and with what results, and whether you have any testimonials or press clippings endorsing your work. If you have copies of the latter I should be glad to receive them and will return same as soon as possible. This letter is purely personal, and not official, so please feel free to write me fully." About that same time, one of the most prominent doctors in the Bracebridge area, Dr. A. F Bastedo, agreed to let Rene treat one of his patients who was considered to be terminally ill with bowel cancer. When the patient recovered, Dr. Bastedo persuaded the Town Council of Bracebridge to turn over to Rene for $1.00 a month rent-the British Lion Hotel for her use as a "cancer clinic," if she would come back to her home town to practice. The British Lion Hotel, on one of the main streets in town, within walking distance of the Municipal Building and directly across the street from the jail, had been repossessed by the village for back taxes. In 1935, Rene opened the doors. Rene: "The Mayor and Council were very enthusiastic and with their aid and the aid of friends, relatives and patients, I furnished an office, dispensary, reception room and five treatment rooms. Here I worked for almost eight years with a large `CANCER CLINIC' sign on the door. Doctors sent or brought their patients to me. Doctors from many parts of the United States came to watch me treat, to examine patients and observe results. Patients came from far in ambulances, but after having a few treatments, were able to walk into the clinic by themselves. They came from far and near. Here, for almost eight years, I treated thousands of patients." Rene's account is true. The older people in the Bracebridge area still have vivid memories of Nurse Caisse and her clinic, and all the patients coming from far and near. They still talk about friends or neighbors or aunts or uncles or parents who were saved or at least helped and relieved of pain by Nurse Caisse. They speak of her with great fondness and respect-even reverence, in many cases. One local woman now in her 60s remembers when she was 12 years old watching Nurse Caisse in her white uniform chasing the woman s parents down the street. Her father had stomach cancer, and he'd left too much money behind after his treatment. Nurse Caisse's green eyes were flashing. She said, "Don't you ever dare do that to me again." She made him take his money back. To this day the woman still remembers her mother and father joyfully dancing together because the treatments by Nurse Caisse had taken his pain away. Based on contemporary newspaper accounts and their own interviews with eyewitnesses, Homemaker's, a Canadian national magazine, later described the scene in the 1930s: "Dominion Street took on an atmosphere reminiscent of the famous Shrine of Lourdes, as hopeful pilgrims sought a new lease on life. Cars were parked solidly along its shoulders. People from all walks of life waited patiently to enter the red brick building. Some were carried. Others were pushed gently up the steps, while the rest managed on their own. Occasionally, an ambulance would shriek its arrival as it double-parked. Rene would be seen coming quickly down to it to treat a stretcher case. Always with a doctor standing by, she injected scores of patients every day." About the time Rene opened the clinic, her 72-year-old
mother was diagnosed with inoperable cancer of the liver. Four local doctors
said she was too weak for surgery. But Rene called in one of Ontario's top
specialists, Dr. Roscoe Graham. He confirmed the diagnosis and, in Rene's
account, said: "Her liver is a nodular mass." Rene replied: "I'm certainly going to try, Doctor." She asked Dr. Graham, "How long does she have to live?" Dr. Graham said he thought it was only a matter of days. According to Rene, she didn't even tell her mother she had cancer. Instead, Rene gave her daily injections of Essiac, saying it was a tonic prescribed by her doctor. Many years later Rene reminisced: "To make a long story short , my mother completely recovered. She passed away quietly after her 90th birthday-without pain, just a tired heart. This repaid me for all of my work-giving my mother 18 years of life she would not have had without Essiac. It made up for a great deal of the persecution I have endured at the hands of the medical people." With a nurse now openly treating large numbers of cancer patients, in her own "cancer clinic," subsidized partly by the town of Bracebridge, the political battle started to heat up. On September 14, 1935, the Ontario Minister of Health, Dr. J.A. Faulkner, wrote to Rene saying that if she expected the government to take measures to see that her remedy be put into use for all cancer patients in the Province of Ontario, she would have to turn over her formula. For more information on the Natural Serotonin, Seroctin: For more information about Pycnogenol:
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