Just me (1919)

Record Details:

Title:
Just me
Date:
1919
Publisher:
New York : George H. Doran Company
Volume:
Just me
Leaf #:
000150
Language:
English
Collection:
Books
Format:
Books
Contributor:
Media History Digital Library
Sponsor:
Media History Digital Library
Coordinator:
Media History Digital Library
Description:
Date Added:
April 18, 2024
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JUST ME to Monte Carlo, and as I had an invitation to spend sometime with a family in Nice, I decided I would take advantage of that and also stop off a day at Monte Carlo en route, I bid farewell to "Bobby," went to Monte Carlo, where again fate stepped in and changed my whole career. I went into the Casino in the afternoon, but not having much money left I only bought fifty dollars' worth of coins and placed them all on the "red." I had never seen a wheel before and I didn't know the percentage of the game, so I played only "red" straight through fifty dollars (two hundred and fifty francs) a shot, and I am glad I did, because red turned up eleven times straight running, a thing that seldom happens. There -was a rather fat gentleman with a huge black moustache and a long beard, sitting next to me. He had been plunging heavily on numbers, but none of them would show. I had seen this same man around the Kitz, when I was in Paris, a good many times, but I didn't know who he was — in fact, I don't know yet. However, it was he who was responsible for a [140]