Serving Patients to the End:
Bertram Urson Doolittle: 1880-1914
As I watch doctors and nurses risk
their lives to help their patients during the COVID-19 crisis, I am awed by
their courage and their commitment to serve those in need. Their actions
reminded me of one of my ancestors who paid the ultimate price while serving
his patients.
Bertram Urson Doolittle, my first
cousin twice removed, was born to Frederick Doolittle and Mathilda “Tillie” Macbeth
Doolittle on October 27, 1880. Bertram’s father Frederick was a farmer in LeRay
Township in Blue Earth County, Minnesota. Tillie’s brother Charles Macbeth was
Frederick’s neighbor, which probably explains how Frederick met Tillie. My
grandfather Walter Macbeth, another of Tillie’s brothers, also lived nearby. Sadly,
Frederick died when Bertram was only eight years old. I have found no obituary
or death certificate that could explain why he died at age 37, but his
tree-stump headstone at the local cemetery emphasizes that his life was cut brutally
short.
Tillie and Bertram continued to
live on the farm after Frederick’s death. I expect Tillie must have needed help
to run it; perhaps she turned to her brothers. By the 1900 census, when Bertram
was 19, he was working as a butcher to support his mother and himself.
Tillie’s brother Albert Macbeth
stepped in to help his nephew. Albert had become a respected physician in Fort
Wayne, Indiana. His father-in-law had founded a medical school in Fort Wayne,
and Albert helped Bertram get enrolled. He graduated from Fort Wayne College of
Medicine in 1905 as part of the school’s final class (it merged with another
medical college). Later that year, Bertram opened his own medical practice,
“taking rooms” over the drug store in Fort Wayne.
He practiced for one year in Fort
Wayne before taking over the practice of a doctor in Whiting, Indiana, located
on the shore of Lake Michigan near the Illinois border, about 140 miles from
Fort Wayne. Shortly after arriving in the city, he married a young woman from
Fort Wayne, Edna Rutman. She was 21; Bertram was 25.
Over the next nine years, Bertram
became a valued member of the community. He joined the Elks and the Masons. He
built his medical practice and bought a handsome home on 119th
Street in Whiting. He was appointed as the secretary of the Board of Health and
was pressing for improved sanitation in the city.
Bertram's house as it appears in 2020 |
He also became involved in the
city’s efforts to found a local ice company. Hot Indiana summers led to food
spoilage that caused illness. People were turning to ice boxes for food
storage, but were dependent on a single company that cut ice blocks from lakes
to the north and hauled it down to Whiting to sell as exorbitant rates. Bertram
joined with other city leaders and formed the Whiting Pure Ice Company, cutting
ice from a local lake and selling it for less to residents. He was the young
company’s vice president and one of the major shareholders.
Cutting ice around 1910 in Illinois |
Unfortunately, his success and
promising future were cut short in the spring of 1914. Bertram became ill. He
remained at home, nursed by wife Edna and his mother, Tillie, who had come to
live with them. His condition deteriorated over a two week period, and he died
on May 14 at the age of 33. The death
certificate listed rheumatism and meningitis as the causes of death, while the
obituary said pneumonia. I didn’t understand how rheumatism could kill someone,
but research revealed that in the 1910s the term “rheumatism” was used nearly
interchangeably with “rheumatic fever”. That disease could easily lead to
pneumonia and death, so it is likely rheumatic fever was his real diagnosis.
Rheumatic fever is also a contagious
disease. As a general physician, Bertram would have treated patients with a
variety of contagious illnesses in an era when there was no PPE (personal
protective equipment) available. He likely became infected from a patient, and
was unable to recover despite his wife’s best efforts to nurse him. According
to the newspaper article reporting his death, Dr. Doolittle “without a doubt
enjoyed the largest practise in this city and it was often said of him ‘the
lack of funds in the family never prevented Dr. Doolittle from stepping in and
doing all within his power to alleviate suffering or to use his best efforts in
prolonging life.’” As such a busy and dedicated doctor, he was probably
overworked and exhausted, which left his immune system more vulnerable to
infection.
Bertram was given a special funeral
ceremony at his home by the local Elks’ club. According to the newspaper, the
Elks ceremony was Bertram’s final wish. After that, his body was transported by
train to Fort Wayne for another service arranged by his uncle Albert Macbeth.
He was buried back in Minnesota in the Tivoli Cemetery near his father’s farm.
His headstone bears the Masonic Square and Compasses symbol.
Bertram’s death was devastating for
both his young wife and for his mother, who had lost her only child only 25
years after losing her husband. Tillie moved back to Minnesota, surviving for
another thirty years after Bertram’s death.
Bertram’s wife Edna never
remarried. She continued to live in their home on 119th Street in
Whiting. She worked for the Whiting Pure Ice Company for a while, taking on a
board officer position. She also took in boarders; several decades of census
data show she had four to five people at a time boarding in her home. She followed
Bertram into community service, running for city offices, serving as city court
clerk for several years, and participating in a variety of clubs and
committees. She died in 1972.
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