Two verses from a poem written by Caroline W. D. Rich.

In Memoriam

She has passed on over the river,
On through the pearly gates;
Her weariness now is over,
Yet still she watches and waits.
Watches beside her loved ones,
Waits in the room-the hall,
Sits by the flickering firelight,
With a loving thought for all.

O strange and sweet the fancy!
I ask not now to know
How the spirits of our loved ones
Around us come and go;
Whether with shadowy footsteps,
Or, borne on noiseless wing,
They come with the old love to us,
And spirit healing bring.

Her home on Frye St. in Lewiston was called “Idylhaven.”