Pecans in the graveyard

PECANS IN THE CEMETERY
>
>On the outskirts of a small town, there was a big,
old
>pecan tree just inside 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 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." But when the boy insisted, 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 Lord 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

>the Lord.
>
>At last they heard, "One for you, one for me." And
one
>last "One for you, one for me. That's all. Now let's
>go get those nuts by the fence, and we'll be done."
>
>They say the old man made it back to town a full 5
>minutes ahead of the boy on the bike


made me laugh hope you enjoy, Tracy