| Show none there A scotch minister entered the churchyard one day while the sexton was busily employed neck deep in a grave throwing up soil and stones to make room for a dead parishioner well saunders said the minister that Is a work well calculated to make an old man like you thoughtful I 1 wonder sou do not repent of your evil ways and make new resolves while so seriously occupied about an other s grave to live a better life and prepare for your own the old man resting himself upon the edge of his spade calmly replied ah sir ye ken there is no tance in the grave weekly scots man |