INTERESTING EPITAPHS
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The poet of the Pine Tree State is said to have shown decided poetic proclivities from his earliest days. When a boy of eight or nine, he had two kittens which he had named Myrtle and Ann Eliza. Myrtle died. He buried her in the orchard and planted a shingle headstone on the grave, on which his smiling parents read:
“Here Myrtle lies— Gone to fertilize.”
In a short time Ann Eliza passed from this earthly scene of caterwauling, and was buried beside Myrtle, with a shingle headstone duly erected and inscribed. His parents, wondering what would be the epitaph, were delighted to read:
“Here lies Ann Eliza— More fertilizer.”