The James T. Callow Folklore Archive

IT USED TO SCARE ME WHEN I THOUGHT OF IT.
I WAS FOLLOWING IN SOMEBODY'S FOOTSTEPS WHEN THEY
TURNED INTO LIKE DOUBLE HOOVES AND DISAPEARED INTO
A CAVE OR SOMETHING. THAT USED TO SCARE ME WHEN
I WAS LITTLE. I WAS AFRAID TO PICTURE IT. HOOVES REALLY
SCARED ME, LIKE WALKING IN THE DARK.

Submitter comment: SHE WAS VERY WITHDRAWN IN THIS SUBJECT.

Where learned: MICHIGAN ; DETROIT