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Pecans in the Cemetery
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> 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.
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> 'One for you, one for me, one for you, one for me,' said one boy. Several
> dropped and rolled down toward the fence.
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> 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...'
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> 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.
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> '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!'
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> 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.
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> Standing by the fence they heard, 'One for you, one for me. One for you,
> one for me.'
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> The old man whispered, 'Boy, you've been tellin' me the truth. Let's see if
> we can see the Lord...?
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> 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.
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> 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...?
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> They say the old man had the lead for a good half-mile before the kid on the
> bike passed him