The story gets stranger. The body was actually that of criminal mastermind Elmer McCurdy, who was killed in a shootout after robbing a train in 1911. The princely sum old Elmer got killed for? $46 (and two jugs of whiskey).
McCurdy was embalmed by the local undertaker, and apparently the guy was so darn pleased with his work that he propped up the corpse in the funeral home as evidence of his skills. People were charged 5 cents to see the corpse, which they paid by dropping a nickel in the cadaver's mouth. Remember that little bit of history the next time somebody turns their nose up at you for liking
Think it can't get any stranger? Oh, you naÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂ¯ve fool. After several years of raking in the nickels (how exactly these coins were retrieved after being dropped into the corpse's mouth is something probably best left to the imagination) our enterprising undertaker's scheme was ruined when McCurdy's brothers showed up to claim him. Of course, these guys weren't his brothers at all, but wily carnival promoters. From that point on, McCurdy's mummy went on a morbid mystery tour all around America, popping up at carnivals all over the country before finally coming to rest in Long Beach.
McCurdy is now buried in Oklahoma. Because McCurdy apparently had the most entertaining corpse in history, they prevented anyone else from taking him on tour by dumping concrete on top of the casket. No, really.