Charles Mass, marine fireman, crossed his fingers this morning and went to bed. Today is Charles’ twenty-third birthday, and also Friday the thirteenth, and Charles wasn’t going out hunting up any hoodoos. But the hoodoo came hunting. Charles bright and early this morning. He was arrrested in his room at 669 South State street and forced to get into his thirteen garments and trot along to the South Clark street station on a charge of stealing a watch from John G. Masie of same address.
    “I knew it,” said Charles, in a resigned tone. “That’s why I went to bed for the day. June 13 I was arrested for beating up a man who had beaten up a friend of mine, and the judge, was peevish and sent me to the Bridewell for 23 days. What’s the use?“

From— The Day Book. (Chicago, III.), 13 Sept. 1912 Chronicling America: Historic American Newspapers. Lib. of Congress.