Sure Thing
When I got down to my last sixty-one bucks, I knew it was time to go. – My room rent was paid for that night, and they wouldn’t lock me out until ten in the morning. I couldn’t die with money in my pocket. – I put fifty on the nose of a trotting mare I always liked. Fancy Candy was a gross long shot, even against the pack of nonwinners they had her in with at Yonkers. – That…