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 wardly,  and  the valley  opens  out to  a great  
 width.  Here  Mont  Blanc  bursts  on  the  
 view,  filling  up  a  large  space  of  the  southern  
 horizon. 
 We dined at  Sallenches,  and then  visited  
 the  baths  of  St.  Gervaise,  which  are  at  
 present  much  frequented  in  the  summer,  
 chiefly  by  invalids.  I  do  not know  that  a  
 description  of these baths has been given by  
 any  English  traveller,  as  they  lie  out of the  
 direct  road  to  Chamouny,  and  for want  of  
 proper  accommodations,  have  only  been  
 resorted  to  very recently, though  the spring  
 was  discovered in the  last  century. 
 I h e   road  to  the  baths  from  Sallenches  
 is  along  the  valley  of  the  Arve,  leaving  
 that  river  on  the  left.  The  town  of  St.  
 Gervaise  is  situated  on  an  eminence,  at the  
 entrance  of  the  mountain-valley  of Mont  
 Joy,  (anciently  Mons  Jovis)  along  which  
 there  is  a mule-path  that conducts  over  the  
 Col  de  Bon  Homme,  and  the  Col  de  
 Seigne,  to  Cormayeur  in  Piedmont,  descending  
 under  the  southern  escarpements  
 of Mont  Blanc. 
 -  The baths  of  St.  Gervaise  are situated  in  
 a  deep  ravine  below  the  town  of  St.  Gervaise. 
   This  ravine  is  about  half  a mile  in 
 length,  and  300  yards  in  width  at  its  entrance, 
   but  it  grows  narrower  as  you  advance, 
   and terminates  in  the bed  of  an  impetuous  
 cataract.  The  baths  are  situated  
 a  little  below  the  cataract,  at  the  farther  
 end  of  the  ravine.  The  scenery  is  savage  
 and  sombre,  or  what might be  truly  called  
 triste.  On  the  rocks  which  overhang  the  
 ravine,  there  are  a  few  pine  trees,  which  
 rather  add  to  the  melancholy  of  the  site.  
 The torrent which  descends  into  the  ravine  
 forms  a  cascade,  but  owing  to  the  projecting  
 rocks  on  the  south,  it  is  not  seen  until  
 you  have passed the baths.  There is a long  
 low  wooden  house  with  small  windows,  
 facins:  the  entrance  of  the  ravine,  which  
 has  a  very  singular  appearance,  and  it  
 would  not  be  easy  to  conjecture  at  first  
 sight,  for  what  purpose  it  could  possibly  
 be  placed  there :  this  is  the  house  for  the  
 reception  of  the  company.  We  were  fortunate  
 in  meeting  our  friend,  Mr. B.,  immediately  
 on  entering  the  ravine.  He had  
 been  staying at  the  baths  some weeks,  and  
 was  so  obliging  as  to  accompany  us  to  examine  
 the  place.  The  inside  of the boarding 
 house  has  exactly  the  appearance  of  
 the  inside  of  a  man  of war,  with windows 
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