(Continued from yesterday’s post)
Adam Smith’s next direct experience with doctors would occur in October 1766 in Paris. Duke Henry’s younger brother, Hew Campbell Scott (pictured below), contracted some kind of illness in the City of Light. Although Hew would obtain the best medical care he could have possibly received in 18th-century Paris, the intellectual and cultural epicenter of the 18th-century Age of Enlightenment, his sickness was so severe that it would take his life in a matter of days.
For his part, Adam Smith–who, after all, was responsible for the health and safety of his teenage pupils as their travelling tutor–had once again consulted the best doctors he could find, including his friend the royal physician François Quesnay as well as Richard Gem (1717–c.1800), the doctor assigned to the British embassy in Paris (Armbruster 2019, p. 131), and Théodore Tronchin (1709–1781), the famed physician, Professor Emeritus of Medicine at the Academy of Geneva, who had opened a medical practice in Paris. (See Corr. 97.) But how good would this medical care have been by our modern medical standards?
In the first part of a lengthy letter (dated 15 October 1766) addressed to Duke Henry’s sister (Lady Frances), Smith describes Hew’s ailment in gruesome detail as well as the specific treatments prescribed by his doctors–everything from “ippcuana” to “a very gentle opiat” to “fifteen grains of Rhubarb”:
“On Monday morning Dr Gem observed some degree of fever in Mr Scott’s pulse which he had thought entirely free of it for some days before. Mr Quenay observed the same thing. His vomitings, however, and Purgings continued with great violence all day, notwithstanding a dose of ipp[eca]cuana which they had given him in the morning. His fever seemed to go off almost entirely in the evening, and they gave him, what they had given for two days before, a very gentle opiat to quiet his stomach and to give him a little rest in the night time. Yesterday morning Dr Gem imagined he felt more quickness in his pulse than he had ever done before; this, however, soon subsided and his pulse returned to a degree of frequency that was not much beyond its natural state. He was all day much freer from vomitings than he had been for some days before, and his purgings seemed to be no greater than what might be expected from fifteen grains of Rhubarb which they had given him the night before and that morning: from one to about three o’clock afternoon I thought I observed some alterations in his speech, and an extraordinary hurry and confusion in his Ideas.” (Corr. 97)
Were any the three treatments described in the passage above–the “dose of ipp[eca]cuana”; the “very gentle opiate”; and the “15 grains of rhubarb”–“absurd prescriptions”? Where do we draw the line between pseudo-scientific quackery and legitimate cures? Let’s start with the “dose of ippcuana.” (Corr. 97) Quackery or cure? Ipecac, short for ipecacuanha (Kang & Pederson, p. 22), was first brought to Europe in the 1600s and was used for centuries as an expectorant to clear chest congestion as well as an emetic to induce vomiting. Ipecac is still available today, but it straddles the line between legitimate treatment and medical quackery, for “modern toxicologists know it doesn’t reliably decrease the absorption of toxins, and half the time, it doesn’t even make you throw up.”[1] In other words, given these even odds, deciding whether ipecac is a cure or a quack remedy is no different than a coin toss.
What about the “very gentle opiate”? As it happens, opiates have a long and storied history going back to ancient times.[2] Today, opium tincture (a liquid solution) is used to treat severe cases of diarrhea.[3] But whether opiates are an “absurd prescription” or a legitimate one depend on whether the known benefits of the drug (euphoria and drowsiness) outweigh the known side-effects, including addiction and death![4] Given these risks, Smith is at pains to reassure Lady Frances–i.e. Duke Henry’s sister to whom Smith’s letter is addressed–that a “gentle opiat” was prescribed.
That leaves the “fifteen grains of Rhubarb.” Quackery or cure? According to Clifford Foust (1992), who literally wrote the book on rhubarb, at the time rhubarb was “a popular and expensive drug” (Foust 1992, p. 156) that was widely prescribed as a laxative and cathartic.[5] Rhubarb is also one of the most ancient and important herbs in traditional Chinese medicine (Xiang et al. 2020), and the dried rhubarb root is still used as a short-term stimulant laxative.[6] According to Foust (1992, p. 142), however, 15 grains was a “light dosage,” so again, determining which side of the quackery-cure line rhubarb falls on is an open question.
Hew temporarily recovered, for Smith reports that his pupil “was entirely free from sickness and vomiting” and that “[t]he Physicians [Quesnay and Gem] were both much pleased with his situation and imagined that all the violence of his disorder was over”:
“This disagreeable symptom, however, soon went off, so as to have me uncertain whether I had not fancy’d it from my own apprehensions; His pulse continuing all the while, tho’ a little feverish, extremely gentle and moderate. In the evening he appeared easier than he had been for some days before: They gave him no opiat that night and he Passed it very easily notwithstanding. This morning he ordered himself to be taken out of bed at eight o’clock and sit up to Eleven. He was entirely free from sickness and vomiting; his pulse had very little quickness; and his purging was no greater than what was to be expected from the fifteen grains of Rhubarb he had taken this morning and the night before. The Physicians were both much pleased with his situation and imagined that all the violence of his disorder was over. Quenay said that he had been at a loss before but he now knew what to do. I thought I might venture to go to my Bankers to get some money which, tho I had much occasion for it, I had put off doing for eight days before in order not to leave him. Dr Gem undertook to sit by him till I should return. I stayed out about an hour happy to imagine that all my anxiety was likely to be at an end.” (Corr. 97)
Whether Hew recovered because of or in spite of his treatments is hard to say. But his recovery was short-lived, and when his health deteriorated further, it was time to let the blood flow. Smith writes: “Upon my return I found him quite delirious, and that too with no very violent fever. I immediately sent for Quenai who ordered him instantly to be blooded.” (Corr. 97)
Towards the end of his letter to Lady Frances, Smith reports that he decided to get a third opinion due to the mistaken predictions or flawed diagnoses of Hew’s doctors: “Tho’ I have entire confidence in the skill of the Physicians [Quesnay and Gem] that have hitherto attended him, notwithstanding they have been mistaken in their predictions, I have thought proper to call in Tronchin, who will attend him for the future along with them.” (Corr. 97; my emphasis) By the end of the week, however, Hew would be dead,[7]
Alas, whether the “absurd prescriptions” of Hew’s doctors contributed to his death is impossible to say. (To be continued…)

[1] Kang & Pederson, p. 22.
[2] Ibid., pp. 63-64.
[3] Mayo Clinic (n.d.).
[4] Cf. Kang & Pederson, p. 63: “Within half an hour of consuming [raw opium], you feel euphoric and drowsy, while even your most excruciating pain is numbed away. Sounds wonderful, right? Just wait for the side effects: itchy skin, constipation, nausea, and dangerously slow breathing. Oh, also crippling addiction. And death.”
[5] See generally Foust 1992, Ch. 7.
[6] Cf. Kindermann 2025: “Unsurprisingly, given its history as a laxative, one of the biggest properties of rhubarb is its high fiber content. What’s more, it also has a high tannin content, which means it also has anti-diarrheal properties. While rhubarb could still be considered an herbal remedy for constipation (it is sometimes sold in powdered form at natural food stores), these two properties together mean it should only be used as a temporary solution, with the guidance of a qualified doctor.”
[7] In his next letter to Lady Frances (dated 19 October 1766; see Corr. 98), Smith writes: “It is my misfortune to be under the necessity of acquainting you of the most terrible calamity that has befallen us. Mr Scott dyed this Evening at seven o’clock.”




