E. P. Roe: Reminiscences of his Life

by Mary A. Roe

Then he was laid to rest in the quiet graveyard on a beautiful knoll overlooking the Hudson, beside his parents and his own baby boy.

Only a little earlier in that month, and just three weeks before his death, Edward invited the Authors' Club, of which he was a member, to spend a day at his Highland home.

These lines were written in acceptance by Mr. E. C. Stedman:—

"Know'st thou the bank where 'Triumph de Gands' are red

(My books might be were I on berries fed);

Where Cro'nest lowers and Hudson laughs below it,

And welcome waits each editor or poet?

Know'st thou in fact the realm of E. P. Roe?

Hither, O hither, will I go."

I insert here several accounts of this last meeting, written after my brother's death by members of the Club who were present.