[In a London, England cemetery]
Ann Mann
Here lies Ann Mann, who lived an old maid, but died an old Mann.

[A lawyer’s epitaph in England]
Sir John Strange
Here lies an honest lawyer. And that is Strange.

[On the grave of Ezekial Aikle in East Dalhousie Cemetery, Nova Scotia]
Here lies Ezekial Aikle, Age 102. The Good Die Young.

Dec. 8, 1767 [In a Ribbesford, England, cemetery]
Anna Wallace
The children of Israel wanted bread and the Lord sent them manna. Old clerk Wallace wanted a wife. And the Devil sent him Anna.

[Memory of an accident in a Uniontown, Pennsylvania cemetery]
Here lies the body of Jonathan Blake. Stepped on the gas instead of the brake.

[Lester Moore was a Wells, Fargo Co. station agent for Naco, Arizona in the cowboy days of the 1880’s. He’s buried in the Boot Hill Cemetry in Tombtone, Arizona]:
Here lies Lester Moore. Four slugs from a .44. No Les No More.

[John Penny’s epitaph in the Wimborne, England, cemetery]
Reader if cash thou art in want of any, dig 4 feet deep and thou wilt find a Penny.

[In a cemetery in Hartscombe, England]
On the 22nd of June – Jonathan Fiddle – went out of tune.

[This one sounds lke someone in Winslow, Maine didn’t like Mr. Wood]
In Memory of Beza Wood. Departed this life Nov. 2, 1837, Aged 45 yrs.
Here lies one Wood
Enclosed in wood
One Wood Within another.
The outer wood Is very good:
We cannot praise The other.

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

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