Pecans in the Cemetary

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.