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THE GARDENS OF FFALY. 
Popular, magnificent, beloved and admired, the Cardinal, according to the fashion of the 
day, was accompanied by a splendid cortege of more than two hundred and fifty nobles and 
distinguished Utterati as on a beautiful spring day he rode across that historic plain to take 
possession of his appointment. The Tiburtines mustered all their resources to give him a 
welcome : a band of horsemen and footmen met him outside the gates (he entered just where 
the tram-line now ends), the elders and magistrates proffered the keys of the city, a hundred children 
in white waved palm branches, trumpets pealed and salvoes of artillery were fired. “ He was 
so gratified and pleased that his eyes were full of tears.” Almost at once he must have formed 
the plan of living here and have decided to pull down the old Castello in which he was lodged. 
For a large sum of money the land was acquired from the municipality ; there were not w'anting 
irreconcilables who protested against the destruction entailed of the humble homes which 
21 I. — THE CAN.tL OR GRE.VT POOLS BELOW THE ORGAN FOUNTAIN. 
clustered down the mountain-side, but any individual hardship must have been counterbalanced 
by the employment and prosperity which the Cardinal brought with him. 
“ A view,” writes Fulvio Tcsti to the Duke of Modena in 162c, “ which perhaps has not 
its equal in the world.” It is not only the exquisite beauty of which Tivoli boasts, but the 
whole plain teems with memories “ half as old as 'Pime.” Here have marched the Roman 
legions, here Brutus and Cassius have fled, red with Caesar’s blood, here Zenobia passed to 
her long captivity. Yonder stood the villa of Maecenas, and blue Soracte watches unchanged 
as in the days when it saw the revels of the Antonines and the delights of Hadrian’s Villa. 
Below the alley of the hundred fountains, enclosed in a graceful, curving stairway, down 
the balustrades of which cascades once dashed to the basin below, are the remains of the 
Fountain of the Dragon. This was designed to celebrate the visit of Pope Gregory XIII, whose 
crest was a dragon. It burst forth by torchlight on the closing evening of his stay, and we 
are told that he was “ surprised and delighted ” at the compliment. The rush of water from 
the upper end comes from the elaborate wall-fountain of the Organ, a splendid construction 
which played “ madrigals and other music.” Round one of the fountains were trees made of 
