PECAN CEMETERY
On the outskirts of town, there was a big old pecan tree by the Cemetery fence.
One day two boys filled up a bucketful of nuts and sat down
by the tree, out
of sight, and began dividing the nuts. "One for you, one for me. One
for you,
one for me," said one boy. Several were dropped and rolled down toward
the
fence.
Another boy came riding along the road on his bicycle. As
he passed, he thought
he heard voices from inside the cemetery. He slowed down to investigate. Sure
enough, he heard, "One for you, one for me. One for you, one for me."
He just knew what it was. "Oh my," he shuddered,
it's Satan and the Lord
dividing
the souls at the cemetery. He jumped back on his bike and rode off. Just around
the bend he met an old man with a cane, hobbling along.
"Come here quick," said the boy, "you won't
believe what I heard. Satan and the
Lord are down at the cemetery dividing up the souls."
The man said, "Beat it kid, can't you see it's hard for
me to walk." When the
boy insisted, though, the man hobbled to the cemetery. Standing by the fence
they heard, "One for you, one for me. One for you, one for me."
The old man
whispered,
"Boy, you've been tellin' the truth. Let's see if we can see the devil
himself."
Shaking with fear, they peered through the fence, yet were still unable to
see
anything. The old man and the boy gripped the wrought iron bars of the fence
tighter and tighter as they tried to get a glimpse of Satan.
At last they heard, "One for you, one for me. And one
last one for you. That's
all. Now let's go get those nuts by the fence, and we'll be done."
They say the old guy made it back to town 5 minutes before
the boy.