The Murdered Traveller

I made a bookmark for my Dh today, and this is what is on one side of it:

I have an old edition of Bryant’s poems, dedicated to someone from someone as a gift on 1.1.1886. This poem begins on page 80 of that volume.

It’s interesting to note the differences in travel today, how a man far from home usually will have a cell phone, records indicate where he used credit cards, or had reservations, etc. [He’s trackable in the case of going missing, in other words.]

Below the author-of-the-poem’s name is a statement that I authored, btw.