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James B. McCoy – Member Co. D 17th Iowa Inf. which mustered in 1165 men and mustered out 42. Participated in 19 battles and 3 sieges. Never Applied For A Pension.

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Here lies Lotta Dust.

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I plant these shrubs upon your grave dear wife. That something on this spot may boast of life. Shrubs must wither and all earth must rot. Shrubs may revive, but you thank heaven will not.

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Here lies Sir John Guise: No one laughs, no one cries: Where he's gone, and how he fares, No one knows, and no one cares.

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Here I lie, taken from life.

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I bowl'd, I struck, I caught, I stopp'd. Sure life's a game of cricket; I block'd with care, with caution popp'd, yet Death has hit my wicket.

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Connection reset by peer – He came, he saw, he logged out

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He found a rope and picked it up, and with it walked away. It happened that to tother end, a horse was hitched, they say. They took the rope and tied it up, unto a hickory limb. It happened that the tother end, was somehow hitched to him.

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Here lies the landlord Tommy Dent In his last cosy tenement.

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'Gone fishing', the sign said that hung upon the door. An Angel had put it there, God Was waiting on the shore.

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Beneath this stone now dead to grief Lies Grid the famous Wokag chief. Pause here and think you learned prig, This man was once an Indian big. Consider this, ye lowly one, this man was once a big in-jun. Now he lies here, you too must rot, as sure as pig shall go to pot.

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Many a heart by sorrow pressed, doth envy me my peaceful rest

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Stranger pause and shed a tear, for Mary Jane lies buried here. Mingled in a most surprising manner with Susan, Marie and portions of Hannah.

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I knew if I stayed around long enough, something like this would happen

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

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Ma Loves Pa – Pa Loves Women – Ma Caught Pa, With 2 in Swimmin – Here Lies Pa…

Lawrence L. Cook Jr. 10-29-1934 — 8-1-2004

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Here lies one who never lied before. And one who never will lie More. To which there need be no More said.

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He married five wives, Whom he survived. At the age of 93 he walked to London, to seek a sixth but died before he found her.

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Charlie was a chemist, but Charlie is no more. What Charlie thought was H20 was H2SO4.

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At last, a year-round resident

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Here he lies, James T. Carson. He blew up his wife and was hung for arson.

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