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THE FRIDAY HOODOO
By Peter Brovvn.
"Seems to me that" people are get
ting tired of being insured," said
John Hambleton to his pretty wife,
Elsie, as he hung up his hat and took
off his overcoat. He cast himself
down disconsolately upon the lounge
and Elsie sat down beside him.
"Poor business today, 'dear?" she
asked, with her arras -round his neck.
"Not a cent," answered' her hus
band. "Nor yesterday, either. Hard
ly ten dollars' worth this week. How
' He Laughed at Me.
are we going to make the next pay
ment on our home?"
Elsie looked abouther, at the pret
ty living room, with the ivy tendrils
peeping in at the window, at the
flower beds outside, gay with gerani
ums. . It was not a big house, but it
was an uncommonly comfortable
one, and it was conveniently situated
within commuting distance of the
They had been lured-ih'to the coun
try by an advertisement of a firm of
real estate agents, which stated that
a new house, with "every conven
ience," could be purchased for three
hundred dollars down, and a little
more than ten times that sum "the
same as rent" John Hambleton had
pai4 off about two thousand dollars,
and now it seemed as though his
hjjme was to be taken away. The re
ceipts from his business were steadily
Perhaps it was the diversity of his
interests that made him unsuccess
ful. After all, .it is difficult to argue
convincingly upon the necessity of
taking out burglar insurance when
you have just been telling another
man that the greatest danger to a
house comes from fire. And John
Hambleton was an agent for all
forms of insurance life, accident,
fire and burglary. So here he was at
thirty-five, with a home that was
slipping out of his grasp.
"I've spoken to Stimpson," pursued
John mechanically. "I asked him to
let one installment go. He laughed
at me. He said that if I didn't pay
up sharp on the day it was due, he
would take back the house. He said
that was where the profits came in,
and that he couldn't give away ex
pensive houses unless some of the
purchasers were going to default"
"But can he take it away, John?"
asked Elsie in terror.
"Ijt seems he can. He's got me
hard and fast on the agreement, sure
enough. And as it looks to me, Elsie,
we are going to lose our home on the
'first of next month."
"John," said Elsie solemnly, "do
you know what day of the week we
moved out here?"
"Friday?" asked her husband
"Yes, dear, and if you remember,
it was your own suggestion, because
the removal company told you you
could get a van five dollars cheaper
on that day than any other. And
we have had-nothing but 111 luck ever
since we came."