A man who thus carries his own atmosphere with him, and who persistently goes against the stream, wrapping himself in insular prejudice, will find very little benefit in foreign travel or in change of scene. There are few bathing places, either in this country or on the continent, where the drinking of water does not hold a position in the “cure” which patients are prepared to undergo, at least equal to the bathing. Drinking of mineral water and bathing go everywhere hand in hand, although at different spas the one or the other method of treatment will be found to preponderate. With the drinking of water we have, as we have before said, nothing, at present, to do; but, although in theory it is easy enough to separate the effects of bathing from those of water drinking, it is found less easy to do so in practice. What Epidaurus was in the palmy days of Greece when thousands flocked to seek health and recreation at its renowned temple of Æsculapius; what Baiæ was to the luxurious Romans who came to its famous warm springs, impelled equally by fashion and disease; what Bath was when at the zenith of its popularity; such is the Badstadt of the present time. The throng in the town in the height of the season (July and August) is very great, and the crowd of visitors is as fashionable as it is cosmopolitan. Here are German petty potentates, Russian princes, English nobles, and wealthy Americans, by scores; and there can be no doubt that the charm of a fashionable watering-place like this is by many found in the fact that all men are, more or less, upon an equality where there is only one fountain from which they all must drink, and one source in which they all must bathe. The duke, whose pedigree reaches back to the Dark Ages, must equally wait his turn with the merchant whose wealth is of yesterday’s creation; and in waiting-rooms of bath-houses, at tables-d’hôte, and at the brink of healing fountains, blood which is of the bluest tint comes into very close contact with that which is of other shades.