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 bucket full 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.
   A couple of them dropped and rolled down toward the fence.
   Meanwhile, 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 thought he knew just what was going on over the fence. He jumped back on his bike and rode off.
   Just around the bend he met an old man with a cane, hobbling along.
   "Come with me quickly, sir," said the boy, "you won't believe what I heard! Satan and the Lord are down at the cemetery dividing up the souls."
   "Beat it kid!" the geezer waved him off. "Can't you see it's hard for me to walk?"
   The boy insisted, though, and finally persevered in getting the old man to hobble slowly over 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 telling me the truth! Now let's see if we can get a good look at the Lord."
   Quaking with trepidation, they peered through a gap in the fence, but were still unable to see anything. The old man and the boy gripped the boards of the fence tighter and tighter as they tried to see inside the cemetary.
   Then they heard, "One for you, one for me. That's all. Now let's go get those two 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 kid on the bike.