From June 21 to June 27, 1891, Sam was in Annecy. From June 27 to July 27, 1891, he was at Aix-les-Bains.
AIX-LES-BAINS. Certainly this is an enchanting place. It is a strong word, but I think the facts justify it. True, there is a rabble of nobilities, big and little, here all the time, and often a king or two; but as these behave quite nicely and also keep mainly to themselves, they are little or no annoyance. And then a king makes the best advertisement there is, and the cheapest. All he costs is a reception at the station by the mayor and the police in their Sunday uniforms, shop-front decorations along the route from station to hotel, brass band at the hotel, fireworks in the evening, free bath in the morning. This is the whole expense; and in return for it he goes away from here with the broad of his back metaphorically stenciled over with display ads., which shout to all nations of the world, assisted by the telegraph: Rheumatism routed at Aix-les-Bains! Gout admonished, Nerves braced up! All diseases welcomed, and satisfaction given or the money returned at the door!