Pecans In The Cemetery

PECANS IN THE CEMETERY
 
        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.