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. 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 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 Lord." > >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.
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