The James T. Callow Folklore Archive

JUMP TALE

MY BROTHER WAS SENT TO THE STORE FOR SOME LIVER FOR
DINNER. BUT HE PLAYED AROUND AND DID NOT GET TO THE
STORE BEFORE IT CLOSED. KNOWING HE WOULD GET CHEWED
OUT AT HOME IF HE DIDN'T RETURN WITH ANYTHING, HE WENT
TO THE CEMETERY NEARBY AND FOUND A BODY THAT HADN'T
BEEN BURIED. HE CUT THE LIVER OUT OF IT AND BROUGHT
IT HOME.
LATER THAT NIGHT, WHEN EVERYONE WAS IN BED, HE HEARD SOME
NOISES ON THE STAIRS. "WHO'S GOT MY LIVER?" THE
STAIRS CREAKED A BIT MORE. "WHO STOLE MY LIVER?"
SOMETHING WAS IN THE HALL NOW. "WHO STOLE MY LIVER?"
IT STOPPED AT THE FIRST BEDROOM. "WHO STOLE MY LIVER?"
THEN IT WENT TO THE REST. "WHO STOLE MY LIVER?"
IT FINALLY GOT TO MY BROTHER'S BEDROOM. "WHO STOLE MY
LIVER?" "YOU GOT IT!!"

Submitter comment: THIS STORY WAS TOLD TO ME BY MY OLDER BROTHER WHEN I
WAS QUITE SMALL, AND EASILY SCARED.

Where learned: MICHIGAN ; UNIVERSITY OF DETROIT ; DETROIT

Date learned: 12-06-1967