. Argo . 177 Some Curious Epitaphs Carved by a German on his wifes tombstone: My wife, Susan, is deadIf shed had life till next Friday shed been dead shust two weeks. As a treefalls so must she stand. All things is impossible mit God. From a Vermont cemetery : She lived with her husband fifty years, anddied in the confident hope of a better life. My wife lies my tears cannot bring- her I weep. From Burlington :— Died when young and full of promiseOf whooping cough, our Thomas. This comes from Oberlin:— Under this sod and under these trees,Lyes the body of Hiram A Peese.

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. Argo . 177 Some Curious Epitaphs Carved by a German on his wifes tombstone: My wife, Susan, is deadIf shed had life till next Friday shed been dead shust two weeks. As a treefalls so must she stand. All things is impossible mit God. From a Vermont cemetery : She lived with her husband fifty years, anddied in the confident hope of a better life. My wife lies my tears cannot bring- her I weep. From Burlington :— Died when young and full of promiseOf whooping cough, our Thomas. This comes from Oberlin:— Under this sod and under these trees,Lyes the body of Hiram A is not here, only his pod, The Peese shelled out, have gone home to God. From Connecticut:— Here I lie, and no wonder Im dead. For the wheel of a wagon ran over my lies the body of William Dent. Death turned up his heels and away he went. From New York :—Here lies the body of Peter Bodson, who was shot through the body withthree ounces of lead and of such is the kingdom of Heaven. 178.

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