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Old Cemeteries!

- 30 July 2013, 07:07
Two favourites are Spike Milligan`s tombstone epitaph ” I told you I was ill “,  and seen in an English Churchyard ” Here lies Owen More, who died owin’ more than he could pay ! ”

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 Ezekiel Aikle in
East Dalhousie Cemetery,  Nova Scotia:
Here lies Ezekiel 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,
 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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