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Kenneth Grahame

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To the beautiful memory of Kenneth Grahame, husband of Elspeth and father of Alastair, who passed the River on the 6 July 1932, leaving childhood and literature through him the more blest for all time.
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Epitaph, written by his cousin, Anthony Hope.

 
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