New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1898-02-13
UlRY ANDERSON AT HOME.
From The Young Woman.

From The Young woman
M two children could he more guilelessly
unaffectedly happy than this girlish woman and
her husband. After their marriage they ilVeu
in a pretty house at Tunbridge Wels' Wnele
by the way there was quite UNIQUE porua ,
gallery It consisted of an almost endless num-
Der ~ portraits Of one person. and that person
the lady Of the house. She herself had nothing
to do with II, but 1t belonged to her huspaho
and formed frieZe all around his room.
We talked OF stage life. and Mrs. De Navarro
expressed her absolute dislike to the lie or an
actress in the most decided way Long before
she had given up acting, she SAID, she han leit
the hollowness OF it all to the full. The gamor
and glitter might please at first, but they coulo
not satisfy for any length Of time. They were
not enough: in fact they were nothing ana
less than nothing. to any one who did not thinK
all life was nothing but farce And on, the
inexpressible relief the happiness. the calm, the
peace Of the simple, quiet life they we're now
leading, Mrs. De Navarros face beamed as she
talked about their life-their unconventional
ruamires. their simple pleasures, their love ior
music and art, and their friendly intercourse
with kindred spirits But what struck me most
was the beautiful devotion 10 their religion. tne
reverence with which they spoke Of II. ana the
evident part it played in their everyday llVeS
A short time afterward Mrs. De Navarro wrote
10 me- and observed then that her letters were
lust as spontaneous, as impulslNely friendly
and as unaffected as the writer herself
The solitude deuX. which Mr. ana Mrs. De
Navarro found cOngenial does not seem 10
have palled yet For years they lived the same
free. unconventional life. pitching their tent
here and there. while the villa at TUnDrldSe
Wells remained the pied terre where they
could turn when they wanted to be wlthln their
own four walls. But they remained great tray
elers being very fond OF ntture in all her ar
fercnt aspects Now YOU might lear of them in
a place i'm rural England. which lay very far
off the beaten travellers track, and again you
might write. hoping 10 see them, ana the an
swer came we are just off for Spain, and from
there to other parts Of the Continent Never
4 word If longing 10 be back in public life ana
ALWAYS the same intense thankfulneSS thdt that
chapter OF life was closed.
II is the same still. 4 little more than year
ago Mr. and Mrs. De Navarro were staying AZ
Wimbledon and went to see them and pay my
resprcts to Il certain Senior Jose de Navarro,
lust four weeks Old on the day saw him IN ms
white cot. his tiny fists against the warm PINK
checks There will percharce. be less roaming
now that a son and heir has come TO stay AT
the picturesque old house thai stands in a
quaint garden in the country. But for all that.
there will never be a thought Of stage HE as a
possible attraction. Notwithstanding all the re-
cent rumors to the contrary. For II was with
more determination than ever that Mrs DE Ma
varro said 10 me. after we had been looking al
it'll. lose: Life. is something greater and bet
ter than stage excitement and admiration.
There is for instance that boy UPSTAIRS, tiny
mite though ne is. And there are so many,
many things one il interested in. one OF my
constant delights is singing and music, ana as
soon as | am quit, strong again | hope to do a
great deal Of singing. | always loved 1t, espe-
cialIv oratorio music. But stage life-no. never,
varro reclined on her couch. with the soft lace
and clinging folds of pale blue tea gown fall
ing about her. that | had never seen her look
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