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trance to the grand conservatory will be through the Rock 

 garden. It will not be finished for some time, but when 

 completed it will be an additional feature of equal wonder 

 with the conservatory. The whole is under the direction of 

 Mr. Paxton. 



We had heard so much of the celebrated water- works of 

 Chats worth that we were anxious to witness them. But the 

 supply of water having been exceedingly scanty during a 

 most remarkably dry season, they had only been occasionally 

 put into operation. Fortunately, the second day of our visit, 

 we had the pleasure of seeing them, and we cannot express 

 our gratification at so magnificent an exhibition. From the 

 lofty hill to the east, pours down a torrent of water more 

 than a hundred feet ; this again appears at a temple some 

 distance from it, and, foaming over the summit and on either 

 side, it rushes down a cascade of more than fifty steps, there 

 losing itself under ground, whence it is carried to the foun- 

 tains below. The grand jet, in the canal, throws the water 

 in an immense column one hundred and twenty feet high, 

 the highest we believe Jn Europe. The water- works have 

 been considerably criticised, and the principal fault has been 

 found with the termination at the base of the cascade, where 

 the water disappears under ground : this struck us as an 

 unfinished mode of disposing of the volume of water, which 

 pours down : yet we could hardly say what would be an 

 improvement. But the cascade — the water temple — and the 

 cataract, — as it appears to gush from the mountain side, im- 

 pressed us with wonder and admiration. The completion of 

 the water- works was attended with immense cost. 



Having seen what we supposed comprised nearly all the 

 attractions of Chatsworth, we strolled through the park, and 

 taking the approach from Edensor, which we have noticed, 

 (but which we then knew nothing of) we passed Queen 

 Mary's Bower, in a shady spot by the side of the Derwent, 

 and reaching the high ground on the other side of the river, 

 we were as by enchantment transported to a scene which 

 even eclipsed all we had previously seen. Not even the 

 house, with its interior attractions — or the grounds with all 

 their beauty — could vie with the picturesque, quiet and 

 lovely village of Edensor. It realized all we had ever 



