The Pascagoula democrat-star. (Pascagoula, Miss.) 1878-1920, 1891-06-19
THIRTEEN IL VERY BAD.
Some Tales which SHOW Hts Supernatu.
raj PrOpensitles.
PHILADELPHIA Times.

Philadelphia Times.
A dozen or more jolly drummer,
sat putting their cigars in the
smoking compartment in The real
end of Pullman sleeping car Ell
route TO Pit,sburg. The conductor
came in and collected The tickets
"See here, CONDUCTOR" cried all
old slager with a grizzly beard,
'can you change my berth? | have
lower l3 and want another mum
ber."
The conductor consulted his dia.
gram. II can give you upper 81
he SAID
"rhanks! That will be better"
The change was soon effected.
"What is the matter with No.
13" querrled cne of the crowd.
81 have an aversion to anything
with thirteen in il. Call it super
slilion if you like, but if slept in
No. 13 should feel sure of i'll
luck during my entire trip. | was
once in wreck In West Virginia.
The rear sleeper ran off the track
and went down an embankment.
by a positive miracle we all man
aged to crawl out of The ruins un.
harmed. One young fellow had
just succeeded in eXlricating him.
self, VIXEN The air hose burst and a
Hying end struck him OH the head,
killing him instantly. ! found out
later that The number OF The ILL
fated car was 113, and the young
man who met with 80 sad an end
had occupied berth No. 13. No,
sir, Pm not superstitious on any
other point, bul | dread thirteen"
"Gentlemen," said middled-
aged dry goods drummer from
New York, "you may laugh If you
will, but |, too, am surersliIious on
This subject. You will admit that
l have cause 10 be when you hear
my story. About a year ago was
invited to banquet, at which only
the sterner sex was present. Wine
flowed generously, and jolity was
at 1t height, when some one hap.
pened 10 count the guests. we
are thirteen at table !" he cried ex.
cltedly. something is sure TO hap
PEN | had been the last to ar
rive, and the company pounced
unanimously upon me as the like
ly victim. lprotested. There was
no superstition in my nature and
| trowned at such ignorance.
Nevertheless, l felt uncomfortable,
as though | had a presintiment of
impending danger. AT midnight
The banquet was over, and | turn
ed my Steps home ward, sad and
lispirlted. When | arrived at my
come | was struck by lis unwOnted |
Every window was
Illuminated. | peered in through
he parlor window the greatest
disorder was perceptible. When |
opened the door a veritable bed
am met my astonlshed vision.
)hairs, tables, rugS-everything
vas disorder. A cold chill struck
ny heart. Was No. 13 beginning
Is fatal missiong One of my ser.
ants pushed by me with a pail of
1a.er.
MARY" | cried, running after
er, what has happened ?"
"Oh lord !" she groaned, and
asting a helpless and plying
lance at me, ran up stairs. The
ook came out into the hall with a
OF water pan and an armful of
,wels. | grasped her by the
boulder. 81 must know the
'uthr | cried. Speak, Bridget
hat has hsppenedp 2
"'Don't you know9 Why your
arrived this evening
nd has been turning the house
pside down since she came.'
IL shall never sit thirteen at The
ble.n
"That reminds me-" said a cloth
Ig drum mer from Philadelphia,
ot an affair given at our house
at winter. My mother had a din
er for a betroIhed couple. Just
) We were taking our seats my
Iother took a notion To count the
nests. There were thirteen. My
Iother gave superstilious shrek.
shall never sit down with thir-
en- she said, decidedly. 'I'll