On the outskirts of town, there was a huge nut tree
by 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.
The bucket was so full, several rolled out toward the
Cycling down the road by the cemetery was a third boy.
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 knew what it was. “Oh, my!” he shuddered, “It’s
Satan and St. Peter dividing the souls at the
cemetery!” He cycled down the road as fast as he
could and found an old man with a cane, hobbling along.
“Come quick!” said the boy. “You won’t believe what I
heard. Satan and St. Peter are down at the cemetery
dividing the souls.”
The man said, “Shoo, you brat! Can’t you see I’m finding
it hard to walk as it is!”
After several pleas, the man hobbled to the cemetery.
Standing by the fence he heard, “One for you, one for
me. One for you, one for me…”
The old man whispered, “Boy, you’ve been telling the
truth! Let’s see if we can see the Devil himself.”
Shivering with fear, they peered through the fence, yet
they were still unable to see anything. The old man
and the boy gripped the wrought ironbars of the fence
tighter and tighter as they tried to get a glimpse
of Satan. At last they heard, “One for you, one for
me. And one last one for you. That’s all. Now let’s
go get those nuts by the fence, and we’ll be done.”
They say the old guy made it back to town 5 minutes
before the boy.
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