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
He just knew what it was. 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
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 slowly 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' me the truth. Let's see if we can see the
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.
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 kid on the bike.