CAT OF BAD LUCK

Evening Star, Issue 20980, 19 December 1931, Page 22

CAT OF BAD LUCK

THEORY SHATTERED DISASTER FOR FAMILY. Mr Hylton Weston, of Bristol road, Birmingham, is a sceptic. On Saturday, he climbed a thirty feet wireless polo and rescued a black cat which had been delivering an intermittent solo of distress the whole of the previous night (writes the Loudon correspondent of the Christchurch ‘ Times.’) While descending the pole Mr Weston slipped and sprained his ankle. His wile, however, made light of the accident, pointing out that it was a black cat and was sure to bring good luck. Mr Weston nursed his ankle, and said he hoped so, because his injury meant that he would disappoint a customer and would probably miss an order. The cat was most grateful. It purred and rubbed itself against every available object, including a valuable vase which, unfortunately, dropped off a sideboard and was broken. Mr and Mrs Weston started out for a motor run in the country. A few miles out of Birmingham they had a puncture. It was a matter of only a few minutes to change the wheel, but it was not until he came to pay for refreshments at Leamington that Mr Weston discovered that his wallet must have dropped out of his pocket when ho changed the wheel._ It was about this time that he remarked that he had thought of a good name for the cat, but his modesty prevented him from mentioning it. On the return journey a policeman pointed out to Mr Weston that his rear light was extinguished and took his number. Hardened to the buffeting of fate, it came as no surprise to him to find on reaching home that his latchkey was missing, and that he had to break a window to force an entry into his house. When he switched on the light a few yellow feathers in the canary’s empty cage told their own story. The goldfish bowl lay shattered on the carpet, and nearby lay Eric and Humbold, the two pet goldfish, mere skeletons, of their former selves. Grimly Mr Weston reached for his heavy stick and strode down the passage. The cat heard him coming and sprang to greet him with a pleased purr. . . , Mr Weston tripped over the cat and, in falling, dislocated his wrist. Mr Weston told a representative that it is his confirmed opinion that there is some serious flaw in the theory that black cats bring good luck.