ABSTRACT
There has come a change in medical opinion, and a change has followed in the lives of sick folk. There was a lack of a manly element; the air was not reactive; the people might write bits of poetry and practise resignation, but the people did not feel that was a good spot to repair their tissue or regain their nerve. Any one who has travelled westward by the great transcontinental railroad of America must remember the joy with which he perceived, after the tedious prairies of Nebraska and across the vast and dismal moorlands of Wyoming, a few snowy mountain summits along the southern sky. Every nerve is set ajar: the conscience recognises, at a gust, a load of sins and negligences hitherto unknown; and the whole invalid world huddles into its private chambers, and silently recognises the empire of the Fohn.
