Then there was the story about a man commuting to work by train, who found a newspaper on seat beside him.

Picking it up, he noted it had tomorrow’s date on it. Can’t be!

Must be a misprint! But the news, and especially sports page, did seem to indicate otherwise.

He checked the horse races, and it showed the winners of today’s races.

Skipping work, he went to the race track instead, and really cleaned up.

Overjoyed, he took the train home, and, glancing through his Lucky Paper, happened to spot his own name – in the obituary column.