THIRTEEN WAS UNLUCKY.

Star (Christchurch), Issue 10305, 9 November 1911, Page 1

THIRTEEN WAS UNLUCKY.

Boom! The church clock was striking tho hour of midnight. In the dining-room of No 13 sat a girl and her lover. " I must be going, doarl" said the young man. "No, not yet I'' pleaded tho girl. "Pa is asleep above. I hear him snoring. What were wo talking about?"' "We were discussing superstitions, pot. I was saying how silly it is to belioye iu them. Think I met you oil a Friday, and this is No 13. Absurd, aren't they ?" Above, her father awoke with a start. "Is thai young man still there?" he muttered grimly. "This is tho third night he's woken me up: I'll teach him !" "Yes, lovely ducky! Thirteen and Friday unlucky. The idea is ridiculous What's that ?" "It's father!" screamed the girl. " Father and Towser! Flv for your life I" In hast® the young man flew to tho door. Too late! Too late ! Towser had seised him 1 " Now, young man," growled tho father, " Perhaps you won't bo so quick in saying thirteen and Friday are not unlucky!" Boom I The church clock had struck one. |