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IN LOUING MEMORY
MR. WALTER DRUM
HE IS NOT DEAD
I cannot say, and I will not say
That he is dead. He is just away.
With a cheery smile, and a wave of the hand,
He has wandered into an unknown land.
And left us dreaming how very fair,
It needs must be, since he lingers there.
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And you- oh, you, who the wildest yearn
For an old-time step, and the glad return,
Think of him faring on, as dear
In the love of There as the love of Here.
Think of him still as the same. I say,
He is not dead- he is just away.
- James Whitcomb Riley