Subject: Epitaphs (Page 8)

Rest In Peace Cousin Huet – We all know you didn't do it

WILLIAM WILSON – Here Lieth W.W., who never more will, trouble you, trouble you.

He is not here – But only his pod; He shelled out his peas – And went to his God.

… Dentist Brown – Is filling his last cavity.

Until the brakes are turned on time, – Life's throttle-valve shut down. – He works to pilot in the crew – That wears the martyr's crown. – On schedule time, on upper grade – Along the homeward section. – He lands his train in God's roundhouse – The mom of resurrection. – His time is full, no wages docked, – His name on God's pay roll. – And transportation through to Heaven – A free pass for his soul.

Julia Newton – died of thin shoes, April 17th, 1839, age 19 years.

John and Lydia, that blooming pair, a whale killed him and her body lies here.

Mr. Fish. Worms are bait for fish, but here's a sudden change, fish is bait for worms. Is not that passing strange?

Here lies Ezekiel Aikle Age 102 – The Good Die Young.

Two great physicians first, my Loving husband tried, to cure my pain, in vain. At last he got a third, and then I died.

Don’t Talk So Damn Dumb

Here lies old Aunt Hannah Proctor who purged but didn't call the doctor: she couldn't stay, she had to go praise God from whom all blessings flow.

RUSSELL J. LARSEN – Two things I love most, good horses and beautiful women, and when I die I hope they tan this old hide of mine, and make it into a ladies riding saddle, so I can rest in peace between the two things I love.

Here lies the Body of Captain Tully. Aged an hundred and nine years fully. And threescore years before, as Mayor, the sword of this city he did bear. Nine of his wives do with him lie, so shall the tenth when she doth die.

Here lies Fuller's earth.

Behold! I come as a thief. – Death loves a shining mark. – In this case he had it.

In memory of Henry Wang, son of his, Father and mother, John and Maria Wang. Died Dec. 31st 1829 … The first deposit of this yard.

Hold my drink, you're gonna' love this.

Here lies Bernard Lightfoot who was accidentally killed in his forty fifth year.

Here lieth Richard Dent in his last tenement.

… Going! Going!! Gone!!!