Interesting Tombstones, Part II

East Dalhousie Cemetery, Nova Scotia: Here lies Ezekial Aikle, Age 102 , The Good Die Young.

Ruidoso, New Mexico, cemetery: Here lies Johnny Yeast, Pardon me For not rising.

Margaret Daniels grave at Hollywood Cemetery Richmond, Virginia: She always said her feet were killing her but nobody believed her.

Grave of Ellen Shannon in Girard, Pennsylvania: Who was fatally burned March 21, 1870 by the explosion of a lamp filled with "R.E. Danforth's Non-Explosive Burning Fluid."

In a Thurmont, Maryland, cemetery: Here lies an Atheist , All dressed up And no place to go

Larne, Ireland - On a hanged sheep stealer: Here lies the body of Thomas Kemp. Who lived by wool and died by hemp.

On a coroner who hung himself: He lived And died By suicide

On a waiter: Here lies the body of Detlof Swenson. Waiter. God finally caught his eye. April 10, 1902

On a watchmaker: Here lies in horizontal position the outside case of Dear George Routleight, watchmaker, whose abilities in that line were an honor to his profession -- integrity was the mainspring, and prudence the regulator of all the actions of his life. Humane, generous, and liberal, his hand never stopped until he had relieved distress. So nicely regulated were all his movements that he never went wrong, except when set agoing by people who did not know his key; even then he was easily set right again. He had the art of disposing his time so well that the hours glided away in one continued round of pleasure and delight, till an unlucky moment put a period to his existence. He departed this life November 14, 1802, aged fifty-seven. Wound up in hopes of being taken in hand by his Maker and being thoroughly cleansed, repaired, and set agoing in the world to come. St Petrock's Church, Lyford, Devon, England

New Hampshire cemetery: Tears cannot restore her -- therefore I weep

On an adulterous husband: Gone, but not forgiven Atlanta, Georgia

Stowe, Vermont: I was somebody. Who, is no business of yours.

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