Subject: Epitaphs (Page 2)

Here lies the body of Molly Dickie, the Wife of Hall Dickie, tailor

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I Dionysius underneath this tomb – Some sixty years of age have reached my doom. – Ne'er having married, think it sad, – And I wish my father never had.

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Ellen Shannon age 26 years, Who was fatally burned March 21, 1870 by the explosion of a lamp filled with "R. E. Danforth's Non-Explosive-Burning Fluid."

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Stranger pause my tale attend, and learn the cause of Hannah’s end. Across the world the wind did blow, she ketched a cold that laid her low. We shed a lot of tears ‘tis true, but life is short – aged 82.

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Our Little Charlie – He dropped into our world to taste life’s bitter cup, but turned his little head aside, disgusted with the taste and died.

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My candle burns at both ends, – It will not last the night, – But Oh, my foes, – And Ah, my friends, – It gives a lovely light

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To the Memory of Abraham Beaulieu. Born 15 September 1822. Accidentally shot 4th April 1844. As a mark of affection from his brother

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Here lies Tommy Day, removed from over the way.

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An excellent husband was this Mr. Danner, – He lived in a thoroughly honorable manner. – He may have had troubles. – But they burst like bubbles. – He's at peace, now with Mary, Jane Susan and Hannah.

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Getting there is half the fun!

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Don’t Talk So Damn Dumb

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Looked up the elevator shaft to see if the car was on the way down – it was.

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Here lies poor Ned Purdon, from misery free, Who long was a bookseller's hack. He led such a damnable life in this world I don't think he'll ever come back.

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A traveller lies here at rest, who life's rough ocean tossed on. His many virtues all expressed, thus simply – “I'm from Boston.”

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When I was in the military, they gave me a medal for killing two men and a discharge for loving one.

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William Newhall. He ‘rose in health at early dawn, to hail the new born year: before the evening shade came on, he finished his career.

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Approach and read, now with your hats on, for here lies Bailie William Watson; who was famous for his thinking, and moderation in his drinking.

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Here Lies Good Old Fred – A Great Big Rock Fell On His Head – R.I.P.

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She was never meant to be understood, just loved.

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Here lies Scott Jacobson – Who came upon an evil lich, he didn't even think to run, and ended up in this ditch

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Called Back.

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