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 fence.

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 iron
bars 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.