Author: Epitaph Page 12

Due to lack of ground in this cemetery, two bodies are buried in this one plot. One of them was a politician, the other was an honest man.

I've finally stopped getting dumber.

Getting there is half the fun!

A rum cough carried him off.

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

The winter snow congealed his form, but now we know our Uncle’s warm.

Never born, Never died: visited the planet earth between December 11, 1931 and, January 19, 1990.

Here rests an old woman who always was tired, for she lived in a house where no help was hired; Her very last words were, “My friends I am goin*, to a land where there's nothin' of washin' or sewin', and everything there shall be just to ray wishes, for where they don't eat there's no washin' of dishes; the land with sweet anthems is constantly ringin', but having no voice I'll get clear of the singin'." She folded her hands, her latest endeavor, and whispered, "Oh nothin', sweet nothin forever."

Here lies interred Priscilla Bird, who sang on earth till sixty two. Now up on high above the sky, no doubt she sings like sixty too.

Eliza, sorrowing rears this marble slab to her dear John who died of eating crab.

Tired of this eternal buttoning and unbuttoning.

Let her RIP

… Here lies, returned to clay Miss Arabella Young, who on the eleventh day of May began to hold her tongue.

To follow you I am not content, How do I know Which way you went.

Here lies John Taggart, of honest fame, of stature low, and a leg lame; content he was with portion small, kept a shop in Wigtown, and that's all.

Here lies Suzannah Ensign; Lord she is thin

Mitchell – Well This Sucks

Rich born, rich bred, yet Fate adverse, his wealth and fortune did reverse. He lived and died immensely poor, July the tenth aged ninety-four.

Here lies young Ezikel Height, died from jumping Jim Smith’s claim; didn’t happen at the mining site, the claim he jumped, was Jim Smith’s dame.

Here lies a man named Zeke. Second fastest draw in Cripple Creek.

Peace to his hashes.