Nothing but the Truth

Personal notice, dangerous my stock and trade. If the job's too tough for you to handle, you got a job for me, George Valentine. Right, full detail. Standard Oil Company of California, on behalf of independent chevron gas stations and standard stations throughout the West, invites you to let George do it.

Nothing but the truth, another adventure of George Valentine. Here, Mr. Valentine, first letter I ever written 17 years. Since the last time I filed a gold claim in Nogales, names Tyogre Tom, only honest man left in the west.

If you ever hear of the castle I live in out by the desert, then you know what these railroad tickets are for. But come see me, but you don't know anything else, understand? Some of you fellas just jump on conclusion, think nobody else is smart but you.

If you think I need help, then you're crazier than the people in Texas Junction, and I ain't spitting their directions since WPA. But I do need a mike of assistance regarding the arrest of a culprit.

I'm a man everybody tries to test her. On account of how rich they think I struck her. But me, I like my privacy and I aim to maintain it. P.S. The culprit I make reference to is the one who stole or made disappear or killed my dog.

Only by the ration is, it was my sea and I dog. Like a chicken leg, Derry. I brought a whole fryer, low with some hard boiled eggs. You know how trained that. Oh, excuse me, well I just get my beliefs on the rack.

It's all right, I'll move my code only. Yes, you came all the way through from the city, hard Derry. Claire Brooks, it says on the baggage thing. Oh, my, that's a nice name. I had a boarder named Brooks once, but he died with his kidney for a darling.