Epitaphs on Old Tombstones

A truly happy person is one who can enjoy the scenery on a detour.
And,one who can enjoy browsing old cemeteries.  
Here are ome fascinating things on old tombstones!

Harry Edsel Smith of Albany, New York: Born 1903--Died 1942.
  Looked up the elevator shaft to see if the car was on the way down. 
  It was.

In a Thurmont, Maryland, cemetery: 
  Here lies an Atheist, all dressed up and no place to go.

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

In a London, England cemetery: 
  Here lies Ann Mann,
  Who lived an old maid but died an old Mann.

Dec. 8, 1767 In a Ribbesford, England, cemetery:
  Anna Wallace:
  The children of Israel wanted bread, And the Lord sent them manna.
  Clark Wallace wanted a wife, And the Devil sent him Anna.

In a Ruidoso, New Mexico, cemetery: 
  Here lies Johnny Yeast. Pardon me for not rising.

In a Uniontown, Pennsylvania, cemetery: 
  Here lies the body of Jonathan Blake.
  Stepped on the gas instead of the brake.

In a Silver City, Nevada, cemetery: 
  Here lays The Kid. We planted him raw.
  He was quick on the trigger But slow on the draw.

A lawyer's epitaph in England: Sir John Strange.
  Here lies an honest lawyer, and that is Strange.

John Penny's epitaph in the Wimborne, England, cemetery:
  Reader, if cash thou art in want of any, 
  Dig 6 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.

Anna Hopewell's grave in Enosburg Falls,Vermont: 
  Here lies the body of our Anna, Done to death by a banana.
  It wasn't the fruit that laid her low, 
  But the skin of the thing that made her go.

On a grave from the 1880s in Nantucket, Massachusetts:
  Under the sod and under the trees, 
  Lies the body of Jonathan Pease.
  He is not here, there's only the pod.
  Pease shelled out and went to God.

In a cemetery in England: 
  Remember man, as you walk by,
  As you are now, so once was I. 
  As I am now, so shall you be.
  Remember this and follow me.

To which someone replied by writing on the tombstone:
  To follow you I'll not consent,
  Until I know which way you went.