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Raymond, son of L. C. and Vicie Lundy, was born March 7, 1903, and died March 25, 1910, aged seven years and eighteen days. He was a bright lad intelligent child, and was great favorite with his parents and friends.


He took sick on Sunday night of a violent vomiting nearly two weeks before he died. The doctor called his disease Catarrhal Appendicitis. Everything: was done by the Doctor and kind friends that could be done to allay suffering but all to no avail; and on Friday, at 5:30 p. m. the death angel called for him and his spirit passed from this house of clay to that celestial home on high.


We can say to his parents and friends, Weep not for him: for, while his body sleeps in the silent tomb, we believe his disembodied spirit is with the angels around the throne of God, singing redeeming grace and never-dying love.


Little Raymond, thou hast left us, and thy loss we deeply feel;


I But it is God who has bereft us, He call all our sorrows heal.


A shadow has passed over our home; the voice we loved so well is stilled:


His place is vacant by our fireside, which no one else can fill.


Sleep on, dear child, sleep on! Nothing can disturb your rest,


While the angels of God with, you sing, and you reign with the ever blest.


Written by her Grandfather


New Hampton, Mo.