Subject: Epitaphs (Page 5)

He called Bill Smith a liar

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Here lies the body of Martha Dias, who was always uneasy, and not over pious; she lived to the age of three score and ten, and gave that to the worms she refused to the men.

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Here lies the body of Mary Morgan. Like the morning dew she glistened, exhaled, and went to heaven.

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Exit Burbridge

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Neal Keven – His accounts were found square to a cent.

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Buried here beneath this clay lies gardener John Arbothnaut Jay. Now in his simpeternal home, a constant source of high-grade loam.

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Ma Dyed [sic]

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Here lieth, underneath these stones, The Beard, the Flesh, and eke the Bones Of Wrexham's Clerk, old Daniel Jones.

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Here lies the body of Miriam Wood, formerly wife to John Smith. A woman well beloved of all her neighbors for her care of small folks' education, their number being great, that when she died she scarcely left her mate: so wise discreet was her behaviours that she was well esteemed by neighbors. She lived in love with all to die so let her rest to eternitye.

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John Rose, Died Jan. 27. 1810, aged 10 years. Dr Friends and companions all, pray warning take by me, don't venture on the ice too far, as `twas the death of me.

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Here lies the body of Jonathan Blake. Stepped on the gas instead of the brake.

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Here lies Donald and his wife Janett McPhee, aged 40 he and 30 she.

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Here lies two brothers by misfortune surrounded; one died of his wounds but the other was drownded.

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Open, open wide ye golden gates that lead to the heavenly shore. Our father suffered in passing through and mother weighs much more.

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See how God works his wonders now and then, here lies a lawyer, and an honest man.

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Here lies the body of poor Aunt Charlotte. Born a virgin, died a harlot. For 16 years she kept her virginity, a damn'd long time for this vicinity.

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Here lies Johnny Cole. Who died upon my soul after eating a plentiful dinner. While chewing his crust he was turned into dust with his crimes undigested – poor sinner.

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Weep not for me mother & brothers dear, It is God's wish that I am here. At my sweet age I swallowed a bone That sent me to a happy home.

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"May ye be in heaven an hour before the devil knows you're dead"

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School is out. Teacher Has gone home

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Good friend, for Jesus' sake forbear. To dig the dust enclosed here; blessed be the man that spares these stones, and curst be he that moves my bones.

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