Santa Fe daily New Mexican., 1897-10-22
VERSE FROM A VAULT
NEW DEPARTURE BY THE EDITOR
OF THE BtLLVlLLE BANNER.

Being Short of News He Prints Few Of
the Epitaphs Scattered Around His
New Sanctum-Many of Them Point q
Moral For His Subscribers.
For ten years we have been endeavor-
ing to purchase lot whereon to erect d
building for the Billville Banner, but
until recently, when prosperity struck
us and took up its abode in our midst,
we were unable to do so. Yesterday the
old cemetery was sold at auction, and
we bid it in for 81. We are now NOV
ing The Banner into one of the most
commodious vaults it contains, and we
are as cheerful as we can be under the
circumstances. We don't believe in
ghosts Many of the dead i'll the con-
fines Of our new purchase were ancient
bill collectors and they got SO tired
running after us that they were glad to
rest, and we feel that they need all the
rest they can get.
As news items were short this week,
we contented ourselves with copying a
few of the many epitaphs scattered
around us. It's true they are now in the
class with the dead matter, but we still
think our readers will be interested in
them. Most of our readers are dead
heads anyhow, SO they won't take this
graveyard departure amiss. So here
goes:
A BRIGHT FUTURE.
Beneath this plain pine board is lying
The body of Joshua Hight.
"Cheer up, the parson told him, dying;
''Your futures very bright.
Slowly the sick man raised his head,
His weeping friends amazing.
"Parson, it's most too bright, he said,
''For can see it blazingl'
HE'S HAPPY NOW.
Samuel William Jenkins Stone
To glory went a-hummin.
He took hold of life's telephone
And hollered, "Im a-comin"
ON WILLIAM BLIMM.
Beneath this stone in sleep profound
Lies Major William Blimm.
He put five wives beneath the ground,
But the sixth one buried him.
She would not call him back again,
Being Of strong endurance.
He left this weary world OF pain
And also some insurance.
A DOUBLE STANDARD MAN.
For thirteen years Democrat
As solid as could be,
And all the time for silver
Sixteen to one and freel
He ran for Office, but his wrath
On folks he never wreaked.
He'll never walk those golden streets
Unless they're silver streaked.
TROUBLE IN STORE FOR HIM
Here spottswood Jones is lying dead.
On earth he was teachec. -,
"Ill meet three wives in heaven, " he said
"I.ord help youl'' said the preacher.
ON A FERTILIZER AGENT.
Six feet beneath
This funeral wreath
Is laid upon the shelf
One Jerry JONES'
Who dealt in bones,
And now he's bones himself.
ON HER FIRST HUSBAND.
Sleep, my husband, sleep away.
On another l may lean,
But I'll make him-every day
Hoe your grave and keep it green.
A LIFE OFFTCEHOLDER
He's left this world of pain and strife
And reached the other side.
He held an Office all his life,
Resigning when he died
ON MR.. ROBER.
Here, where the breeze the blossom shakes
Lies Andrew johnson Rober.
He saw the devil and great snakes.
Moral-Good folks, stay sober!
HIS LAST REQUEST
Dying, he said, "Dont weep for me,
My darling wife-please don't"
She looked as smiling as could be
And said s'You bet won't!"
ON PARTY WHO WAS LYNCHED.
They lynchad him on an old oak tree
That blosiI : on the slope,
| And then they made his family
Settle the bill for rope.
ON AN UNHAPPY SPOUSE.
Sleep, my dearest, in the dust.
Death gives to hope its BIRTH
You're happy now, is what we trust.
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