The Mad Bomber Matter

Johnny dollar a dollar my name is Parnell Hank Parnell live out here in Muddy Gap Wyoming. It's Parnell. You just call me Hank. All right Hank. What did you say the name of your city is?

City. Why it's only a little town dollar. Muddy Gap Wyoming. Muddy what? Which is what it sounds like. Muddy Gap. Muddy Gap. I see. Yeah. Do West of Casper south of Power River. It's not too far from where the poison spider creek begins.

You look it up at a map and well here we are. All right. I'll look it up. But what seems to be your problem, Hank? Oh, daughter, I'm the owner and editor and reporter. Well, it is about everything else in my gap weekly tribute.

Yes? I'm also the only agent for at least 50 miles around here for the Great Southwestern insurance company. Oh, I see. Yes, sir. Now, I wonder if you could high-tell yourself out here in one big fat hurry.

Well, that means on that little old expense account of yours, can you do it? Well, that depends. You are talking about insurance business, now aren't you? Well, not yet, Dara, but put it this way.

Yeah. Unless you can give us a hand, great Southwest is prone liable not to have any office, or agent, or anything else out here anymore. Great, I don't understand. Well, then let's put it this way.

Yes? What I want you out here for is to keep the town of Muddy Gap from getting itself blue right clean off the map. Well, sir? Well, sir, I'll be out to see it. Can you network bring jewel Mandel Kramer in the exciting adventures of the man with the action-packed expense account?