Subject: Epitaphs (Page 26)

When I am dead, I hope it may be said: His sins were scarlet, but his books were read.

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Don’t Talk So Damn Dumb

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Snug

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Listen, Mother, Aunt and me, were killed, here we be. We should not had time to missle had they blown the engine whistle.

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Now Go Away and Leave Me Alone

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Here lies the body of Arkansas Jim. We made the mistake, but the joke's on him.

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Poor Betty Conway, she drank lemonade at a masquerade, So now she's dead and gone away.

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To the Memory of Abraham Beaulieu. Born 15 September 1822. Accidentally shot 4th April 1844. As a mark of affection from his brother

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This is what I expected, but not so soon.

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Here lies Elizabeth, my wife for 47 years, and this is the first damn thing she ever done to oblige me.

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Behold! I come as a thief. – Death loves a shining mark. – In this case he had it.

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None of us ever voted for Roosevelt or Truman

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The land I cleared is now my grave. Think well, my friends, how you behave

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I would – rather be here – than in Texas.

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Here lies the body of Obadiah Wilkinson – And Bulb, his wife. – Their warfare is accomplished.

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Called Back.

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Here lies my wife, here lies she; Hallelujah! Hallelujee!

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An excellent husband was this Mr. Danner, – He lived in a thoroughly honorable manner. – He may have had troubles. – But they burst like bubbles. – He's at peace, now with Mary, Jane Susan and Hannah.

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Here lies Gilles – Used no net, knew no fear, made mis-step, wound up here

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The body of Benjamin Franklin, printer like the coyer of an old book its contents torn out and stripped of its lettering and gilding, lies here food for worms. – Yet the work itself shall not be lost for it will, as he believed, appear once more in a new and more beautiful edition corrected and amended by the author.

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Weep not for me mother & brothers dear, It is God's wish that I am here. At my sweet age I swallowed a bone That sent me to a happy home.

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