>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 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' 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 boy on the bike
>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 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' 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 boy on the bike
