If it belongs to anything it is to Venice as a whole, or possibly the Royal Palace.

Yet one ought not to cavil, for it stands so bravely on the spot where its predecessor fell, and this is a very satisfactory proof that the Venetians, for all the decay of their lovely city and the disappearance of their marvellous power, are Venetians still.
The old campanile, after giving various warnings, fell on July 14, 1902, at half-past nine in the morning.

On the evening of the same day the Town Council met, under the chairmanship of Count Grimani, the mayor, and without the least hesitation decided that a successor must be erected: in the fine words of the count: "Dov'era, com'era" ("Where it was and as it was").

Sympathy and contributions poured in from the outside world to strengthen the hands of the Venetians, and on S.Mark's Day (April 25), 1903, the first stone was laid.

On S.Mark's Day, 1912, the new campanile was declared complete in every part and blessed in the presence of representatives of all Italy, while 2479 pigeons, brought hither for the purpose, carried the tidings to every corner of the country.
The most remarkable circumstance about the fall of the campanile is that no one was hurt.