LETTER XXXVII

NICE, April 2, 1765.

DEAR DOCTOR,--As I have now passed a second winter at Nice I think

myself qualified to make some further remarks on this climate. During

the heats of last summer, I flattered myself with the prospect of the

fine weather I should enjoy in the winter; but neither I, nor any

person in this country, could foresee the rainy weather that prevailed

from the middle of November, till the twentieth of March. In this short

period of four months, we have had fifty-six days of rain, which I take

to be a greater quantity than generally falls during the six worst

months of the year in the county of Middlesex, especially as it was,

for the most part, a heavy, continued rain. The south winds generally

predominate in the wet season at Nice: but this winter the rain was

accompanied with every wind that blows, except the south; though the

most frequent were those that came from the east and north quarters.

Notwithstanding these great rains, such as were never known before at

Nice in the memory of man, the intermediate days of fair weather were

delightful, and the ground seemed perfectly dry. The air itself was

perfectly free from moisture. Though I live upon a ground floor,

surrounded on three sides by a garden, I could not perceive the least

damp, either on the floors, or the furniture; neither was I much

incommoded by the asthma, which used always to harass me most in wet

weather. In a word, I passed the winter here much more comfortably than

I expected. About the vernal equinox, however, I caught a violent cold,

which was attended with a difficulty of breathing, and as the sun

advances towards the tropic, I find myself still more subject to

rheums. As the heat increases, the humours of the body are rarefied,

and, of consequence, the pores of the skin are opened; while the east

wind sweeping over the Alps and Apennines, covered with snow, continues

surprisingly sharp and penetrating. Even the people of the country, who

enjoy good health, are afraid of exposing themselves to the air at this

season, the intemperature of which may last till the middle of May,

when all the snow on the mountains will probably be melted: then the

air will become mild and balmy, till, in the progress of summer, it

grows disagreeably hot, and the strong evaporation from the sea makes

it so saline, as to be unhealthy for those who have a scorbutical

habit. When the sea-breeze is high, this evaporation is so great as to

cover the surface of the body with a kind of volatile brine, as I

plainly perceived last summer. I am more and more convinced that this

climate is unfavourable for the scurvy. Were I obliged to pass my life

in it, I would endeavour to find a country retreat among the mountains,

at some distance from the sea, where I might enjoy a cool air, free

from this impregnation, unmolested by those flies, gnats, and other

vermin which render the lower parts almost uninhabitable. To this place

I would retire in the month of June, and there continue till the

beginning of October, when I would return to my habitation in Nice,

where the winter is remarkably mild and agreeable. In March and April

however, I would not advise a valetudinarian to go forth, without

taking precaution against the cold. An agreeable summer retreat may be

found on the other side of the Var, at, or near the town of Grasse,

which is pleasantly situated on the ascent of a hill in Provence, about

seven English miles from Nice. This place is famous for its pomatum,

gloves, wash-balls, perfumes, and toilette-boxes, lined with bergamot.

I am told it affords good lodging, and is well supplied with provisions.

We are now preparing for our journey to England, from the exercise of

which I promise myself much benefit: a journey extremely agreeable, not

only on that account, but also because it will restore me to the

company of my friends, and remove me from a place where I leave nothing

but the air which I can possibly regret.

The only friendships I have contracted at Nice are with strangers, who,

like myself, only sojourn here for a season. I now find by experience,

it is great folly to buy furniture, unless one is resolved to settle

here for some years. The Nissards assured me, with great confidence,

that I should always be able to sell it for a very little loss; whereas

I find myself obliged to part with it for about one-third of what it

cost. I have sent for a coach to Aix, and as soon as it arrives, shall

take my departure; so that the next letter you receive from me will be

dated at some place on the road. I purpose to take Antibes, Toulon,

Marseilles, Aix, Avignon, and Orange, in my way: places which I have

not yet seen; and where, perhaps, I shall find something for your

amusement, which will always be a consideration of some weight

with,--Dear Sir, Yours.

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