In spite of his great age one never ro-garded Mr. Watts as an old man; his ideas, as depicted even in his most recent pictures, seemed to breathe youth and freshness and one felt and hoped that he had still many useful years before even though li occurred anth year, will leave a gap of artists very difficult airs I have read during the week I have soon nothing more touching than the 9 recitative notice by Mr. Harold Begbio in the " Daily Mail." Ho evidently had the pri of reckoning Mr. Watts among his intimate friends, Ho says he has met few men more tender, more gentle, more winsome, or more gracious. He was the most stately figure of our ime. His days were ordered by dignity and simplicity. In appearance he was "the Signor" and the tone of mind was something higher. In him he considers that the greatest of our modern painters has died. For years we English people have been the richer for his work, as all the beautiful paintings from his brush on "the walls of the Tate gallery have been presented by him to the nation, and in the National Portrait Gallery are to be found all the most notable portraits he has ever pointe
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