Thursday, April 28, 2016

Subject: Old tombstones

Subject: Old tombstones 
Old Cemeteries  
 A truly Happy Person is one who can enjoy the scenery on a detour.   And, one who can enjoy browsing old cemeteries   ...  Some fascinating things on old tombstones!

Harry Edsel Smith of Albany , New York :  Born 1903--Died 1942.  Looked up the elevator shaft to see if the  car was on the way down. It was.  =============================  In a Thurmont, Maryland , cemetery:  Here lies an Atheist, all dressed up  and no   place to go.  =============================  On the grave of Ezekial Aikle in  East Dalhousie Cemetery, Nova Scotia:  Here lies Ezekial Aikle, Age 102.  Only the good die young.  =============================  In a London , England cemetery:  Here lies Ann Mann, who lived an old maid  but died an old Mann. Dec. 8, 1767  =============================  In a Ribbesford, England , cemetery:  Anna Wallace  The children of Israel wanted bread,  And   the Lord sent them manna.  Clark Wallace   wanted a wife,  And the Devil sent him Anna.  ===============================  In a Ruidoso, New Mexico , cemetery:  Here lies Johnny Yeast.  Pardon him   for not rising.  ===============================  In a Uniontown, Pennsylvania , cemetery:  Here lies the body of Jonathan Blake,  Stepped on the gas instead of the brake.  ==============================  In a Silver City , Nevada , cemetery:  Here lays The Kid,  We planted him raw.  He was quick on the trigger,  But slow on the draw.  ================================  A lawyer's epitaph in England :  Sir John Strange.  Here lies an honest lawyer,  and that is Strange.  =================================  John Penny's epitaph in the Wimborne,  England , cemetery:  Reader, if cash thou art in want of any,  Dig 6 feet deep and thou wilt find a Penny.  ================================== In a cemetery in Hartscombe , England :  On the 22nd of June, Jonathan Fiddle went  out of tune.  ================================== Anna Hopewell's grave in Enosburg Falls ,  Vermont :  Here lies the body of our Anna,  Done to death by a banana.  It wasn't the fruit that laid her low,  But the skin of the thing that made her go.  ================================== On a grave from the 1880s in Nantucket ,  Massachusetts :  Under the sod and under the trees,  Lies the body of Jonathan Pease.  He is not here, there's only the pod,  Pease shelled out and went to God.  ================================== =
In a cemetery in England :  Remember man, as you walk by,  As you are now, so once was I.  As I am now, so shall you be,  Remember this and follow me.  To which someone replied by writing on the tombstone:  To follow you I'll not consent,  Until I know which way you went

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