In geographical position Varallo is
the most western city of North Italy in which painting
and sculpture were endemic. Turin, Novara, Vercelli,
Casale, Ivrea, Biella, Alessandria, and Aosta have
no endemic art comparable to that of the cities east
of Milan. Bergamo, Brescia, Verona, Vicenza,
Padua, not to mention Venice and the cities of the
Friuli, not only produced artists who have made themselves
permanently famous, but are themselves, in their architecture
and external features generally, works of art as impressive
as any they contain; they are stamped with the widely-spread
instinctive feeling for beauty with which the age
and people that reared them must assuredly have been
inspired. The eastern cities have perhaps suffered
more from war, nevertheless it is hard to think that
the beauty so characteristic of the eastern Lombardic
cities should fail so conspicuously, at least by comparison,
in the western, if the genius of the places had been
the same. All cities are symptomatic of the
men who built them, towns no less than bodily organisation
being that unknown something which we call mind or
spirit made manifest in material form. Englishmen,
Frenchmen, Germans, and Italians—to name
them in alphabetical order, are not more distinct
in their several faults and virtues than are London,
Paris, Berlin, and Rome, in the impression they leave
on those who see them. How closely in each case
does the appearance of the city correspond with the
genius of the nation of which it is the capital.
The same holds good more or less with the provincial
cities of any country. They have each in a minor
degree their distinctive evidences of character, and
it will hardly be denied that while the North Italian
genius is indebted to the cities of Piedmont for perhaps
its more robust and vigorous elements, it owes its
command of beauty whether of form or colour to Lombardy
rather than to Piedmont. It seems to have been
ordained that an endemic interest in art should not
cross the Po northward to the west of the Ticino,
and to this rule Varallo is only partially an exception;
the reasons which led to its being an exception at
all will be considered presently. I know, of
course, that Novara, and still more Vercelli, contain
masterpieces by Gaudenzio Ferrari, but in each case
the art was exotic, and with the not very noteworthy
exceptions of Lanini, Difendente Ferrari di Chivasso,
and Macrino d’Alba, I do not at the moment call
to mind the name of a single even high second-class
painter or sculptor who has hailed from west of the
Valsesia.
The exceptional position of Varallo
as regards North Italian art must be referred mainly
to its selection by Bernardino Caimi as the site for
the New Jerusalem which he founded there at the end
of the fifteenth century; a few words, therefore,
concerning him will not be out of place here; I learn
from Torrotti that he was a “Frate Minore Osservante
di S. Francesco,” and came of the noble and illustrious
Milanese family of the Counts Caimi. He had been
Patriarch of the Holy Land, and, as I find stated
in Signor Galloni’s excellent work already referred
to, {1} had been employed on important missions in
the island of Cyprus, chiefly in connection with the
reformation of abuses. Full of zeal and devotion
he returned to his native country, and ere long conceived
the design of reproducing in Italy a copy of the most
important sites in the Holy Land, for the comfort and
greater commodity of so many Christians who, being
unable to commit themselves to long and weary voyages
by land and sea, and among infidels, might gather
thence some portion of that spiritual fruit which
were otherwise beyond their reach.
Old and mendicant as he was, he was
nothing daunted by the magnitude of the task before
him, and searched Lombardy from one end to the other
in his desire to provide Providence with a suitable
abode. For a long while he sought in vain, and
could find no place that was really like Jerusalem,
but at last, towards the end of 1491, he came to Varallo
alone, and had hardly got there before he felt himself
rapt into an ecstasy, in the which he was drawn towards
the Sacro Monte; when he got up to the plain on the
top of the mountain which was then called “La
Parete,” perceiving at once its marvellous resemblance
to Jerusalem, even to the existence of another mountain
hard by which was like Calvary, he threw himself on
the ground and thanked God in a transport of delight.
It is said that for some time previously the shepherds
who watched their flocks on this solitary height had
been talking of nothing but of heavenly harmonies that
had been heard coming from the sky; that Caimi himself
while yet in the Holy Land had been shown this place
in a vision; and that on reaching an eminence called
Sceletta he had been conducted to the site itself
by the song of a bird which sang with such extraordinary
sweetness that he had been constrained to follow it.
I should have set this bird down as
a blue rock thrush or passero solitario, for I know
these birds breed yearly on the Sacro Monte, and no
bird sings so sweetly as they do, but we are expressly
told that Caimi did not reach Varallo till the end
of the year, and the passeri solitarii have all migrated
by the end of August. We have seen, however,
that Milano Scarrognini actually founded a chapel in
October 1491, so Torrotti is wrong in his date, and
Caimi may have come in 1490, and perhaps in August,
before the passeri were gone. There can be little
doubt in fact that he came, or at any rate chose his
site, before 1486.
Whatever the bird may have been, Caimi
now communicated his design to the Consiglio della
Vicinanza at Varallo, through Milano de’ Scarrognini,
who was a member of the body, and who also gave support
in money; negotiations were not finally concluded until
the 14th of April 1493, on which day, as we have already
seen, the site of the monastery of S. Maria della
Grazie was conveyed to the Padri dell’ Osservanza
with the concession of a right to build their New
Jerusalem on the adjoining mountain—which
they had already begun to do for some time past.
Divine assistance was manifest in
the ease with which everything had been arranged,
but Torrotti goes on to assure us that it was presently
made still clearer. The design had been to begin
with a reproduction of the Holy Sepulchre, and hardly
had the workmen begun to dig for the foundation of
this first work, when a stone was found, not only
resembling the one which covered the actual Holy Sepulchre
itself, but an absolute facsimile of it in all respects—as
like it, in fact, or even more so, than Varallo was
to Jerusalem. The testimony to this was so notorious,
and the fact was so soon and widely known, that pilgrims
flocked in crowds and brought gifts enough to bring
the first abode of the Fathers with the chapel beside
it to a speedy and successful completion. Everything
having been now started auspiciously, and the Blessed
Bernardino having been allowed to look, as it were,
into the promised land, God took him to Himself on
the 5th day of the Ides of February 1496, or—as
I have above said that the inscription on Caimi’s
tomb declares—in 1499.
The churches, both the one below the
mountain in which Gaudenzio’s great series of
frescoes may be still seen, and the one on the top,
which stood on the site now occupied by the large house
that stands to the right of the present church, and
is called the Casino, were consecrated between the
5th and 7th days of September 1501, and by this time
several of the chapels with figures in them had been
taken in hand, and were well advanced if not completed.
Fassola’s version of Bernardino
Caimi’s visit is more guarded than Torrotti’s
is. Before going on to it I will say here the
little that need be said about Fassola himself.
I find from Signor Galloni’s “Uomini
e fatti” (p. 208) that he was born at Rassa above
Bucioleto in the Val Grande, on the 19th of September
1648. His family had one house at Rassa, and
another at Varallo, which last is believed to have
been what is now the hotel Croce Bianca, at which I
always myself stay. Torrotti, in his preface,
claims to have been one of his masters; he also says
that Fassola was only eighteen when he wrote his work
on the Sacro Monte, and that he had published a work
when he was only fourteen. The note given by
Signor Galloni [p. 233] settles it that Fassola was
born “anno D. 1648 die 19 septembris hora 22
min. 30,” so that either the book lay some years
unpublished, or he was over twenty when he wrote it.
Like the edition of Caccia already referred to, it
is dated a year later than the one in which it actually
appeared, so that the present custom of post-dating
late autumn books is not a new one. In the preface
the writer speaks of his pen as being “tenera
non tanto per talento quanto per l’eta.”
In the same preface he speaks of himself as having
a double capacity, one as a Delegate to the governing
body of the valley, and the other as a canon; but
he must mean some kind of lay canon, for I cannot
find that he was ever ordained. In 1672 he published
his work “La Valsesia descritta,” which
according to Signor Galloni is more hastily written
than his earlier work. On the 14th of December,
the same year, he left the Valsesia and travelled
to France, keeping a journal for some time, which
Signor Galloni tells us still existed in 1873 in the
possession of Abate Cav. Carestia of Riva Valdobbia.
He went to Paris, and appears to have stayed there
till 1683, when he returned to Varallo, and the Valsesia.
He found his country torn by faction,
and was immediately hailed by all parties as the one
man whom all could agree to elect as Regent General
of the Valley. He was elected, and on the 5th
of October convened his first general council of the
Valsesia. He seems to have been indefatigable
as an administrator during the short time he held
office, but in the year 1684 was deposed by the Milanese,
who on the 3rd of December sent a body of armed men
to seize him and take him to Milan. He was warned
in time to fly, and escaped to France, where according
to some he died, while others say that he settled in
Poland and there attained high distinction.
Nothing, however, is known for certain about him later
than the year 1684 or the beginning of 1685.
In 1686 Torrotti published his book.
He says that Fassola during his regency repeatedly
desired him “ripigliare questa relatione per
commodita dei Pelegrini, Divoti, visitanti,”
and that so much new matter had come to light since
Fassola’s time that a new work was called for.
Fassola, he says, even in the midst of his terrible
misfortunes, continued to take the warmest interest
in his native city, and in the Sacro Monte, where
it appears he had been saluted by a very memorable
and well-known miracle, which was so well known in
Torrotti’s time that it was not necessary to
tell us what it was. Fassola may or may not have
urged Torrotti to write a second work upon the Sacro
Monte, but he can hardly have intended him to make
it little more than a transcript of his own book.
If new facts had come to light they do not appear
in Torrotti’s pages. He very rarely adds
to Fassola, and never corrects him; when Fassola is
wrong Torrotti is wrong also; even when something
is added I have a strong suspicion that it comes from
Fassola’s second book. On the whole I am
afraid I regard Torrotti as somewhat of a plagiarist—at
least as regards his matter, for his manner is his
own and is very quaint, garrulous, and pleasing.
Fassola’s work is full of inaccuracies,
and of such inaccuracies as can only be explained
on the supposition that the writer resided mainly
at Rassa, wrote his book there, and relied too much
upon notes which he did not verify after his work
was written. Nevertheless, as Signor Galloni
justly says, “he must be allowed the merit of
having preserved an immense mass of matter from otherwise
almost certain destruction, and his pages when subjected
to rigid examination and criticism furnish abundant
material to the writer of genuine history.”
He leans generally much less towards
the miraculous than Torrotti does. After saying,
for example, that Bernardino Caimi had returned from
Jerusalem in 1481 full of devotion and with the fixed
intention of reproducing the Holy City on Italian
soil, he continues:-
“With this holy intent the good
ecclesiastic journeyed to the mountains of Biella,
and thence to the Val d’Ossola, and thence to
several places in the Valsesia, which of all others
was the valley in which he was most inclined to unburden
his mind of the treasure of his heroic design.
Finally, arriving at Varallo, as the place of most
resort, where most of those would come whose means
and goodwill would incline them to works of piety,
he resolved to choose the most suitable site that
he could here find. According to some, while
taking counsel with himself and with all who could
help him, the site which we now adore was shown him
in a vision; others say that on walking without the
town he was seduced by the angelic warbling of a bird,
and thus ravished to a spot where he found all things
in such order for his design that he settled upon
it then and there. Many hold as true the story
of certain shepherds who about a fortnight earlier
than the coming of the father, heard songs of more
than earthly sweetness as they were keeping watch
over their flocks by night.”
“But,” concludes Fassola,
with some naivete considering the reserve he has shown
in accepting any of the foregoing stories, “take
it in whatever way you will, the inception of the
place was obviously miraculous.”