Later Life
In 1911 he published his authoritative work Japanese Painters, illustrated with paintings from his own collection. A sixth edition of A Child of the Jago came out the same year. In 1913 he retired from journalistic work, moving to a home in High Beach in Epping Forest. His son Guy joined the army in 1914 to serve in World War I. The same year Morrison sold his collection of Japanese art to Sir Watkin Gwynn Evans for £4000. Morrison continued to publish works about art. In 1915 Morrison served as a special constable in Essex, and was credited with reporting news of the first Zeppelin raid on London. In 1921 Guy Morrison died of malaria. Morrison was elected as a member of the Royal Society of Literature in 1924.
In 1930 he moved to his last home in Chalfont St Peter, Buckinghamshire. In 1933 he published the short story collection Fiddle o'Dreams and More. In 1935 he was elected to the council of the Royal Society of Literature. Morrison died in 1945. In his will he left his collection of paintings, and woodcuts, and a collection of ceremonial tea porcelain to the British Museum. He also directed that his library be sold and his papers burnt.
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