OLD TOMBSTONES SAYINGS

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Old Tombstones  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 me 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 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.