God's acre

grim death took me without any warning. i was well at night and died in the morning

My life is like the Summer Rose That opens to the morning sky; But ere the shades of evening close Is scattered on the ground- to die

A sunbean lent to us too briefly.

we cannot tell who next may fall beneath the chastening rod. one must be first but let us all prepare to meet our god.

...I sleep in my earth like a tired fox, and my buffalo have found me

Because I live, you shall live also.

Dust, to its narrow home beneath. Soul, to its rest on high. They that have seen thy look in death, no more may fear to die

Poorly lived, and Poorly died, Poorly buried, and no one cried

Thou lovely child the parents hope, in early years cute down, companion now of the ghastly group, that lie beneath the ground.

"Here lies Eliza Clay Teeters, Who, inside herself, buried many a bone. But no more will she play with peters, At last she sleeps alone."

"Here lies James Bunn, shot by an empty gun"

"Here lies the mortal of Johnny Gruelle, he did nothing bad and he did nothing well. Theres no in-between place for Johnny to dwell, so he'll drift on forever twixt' heaven and hell"

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"Here lies a young maiden, she was never kissed; Dropped dead at a party, and never was missed"

"The captain was walking on the track, regardless of the foe, when the engine hit him in his back, and knock'd him into eternity."

"Here lies a man who was named Curtis Ball, who lost his life in a short fall. A rope was around his neck at the time-that's all"