The Gold Rush Matter

Johnny Dollar. Walk out there, Johnny. Hi, Paul. Welcome to San Francisco. Unpack your back ship. Just about to. Oh, no. Wait a minute, Paul. I just got here. In your city, the ghost town that's no longer a ghost over in the other center.

What's the problem? A gold rush. That was 100 years ago. There's a new one right now. You're kidding. And the O'Net work brings you Mandel Kramer. And the exciting adventures of the man with the action-packed expense accounts.

America's fabulous freelance insurance investigator. Your is truly Johnny Dollar. This account is submitted by Special Investigator Johnny Dollar to greater Southwest Insurance Company home off of San Francisco, California. Following is an account of expenses incurred during my investigation of the Gold Rush Matter.

Account item 1, 216 dollars even for the flight to San Francisco and the hotel room. Item 2, 1815 for a plane to the busy, noisy town of Reno. One of the gambling and divorce capitals of the West as well as the business center for the mining and cattle industries.

In 2003, fifty bucks deposit on a rental car. And with the afternoon sun at my back, I drove south and east to Virginia City. Virginia City. Colorful, fabulous monument to the rip roaring days of the famous come stock load when a man's life all too often depended on how fast he could draw.

And how well he could defend a rocky piece of desert land that he hoped would stretch out of vain with millions of dollars in gold bearing quartz or the heavy blue mud that was rich in silver.

A lot of the old landmarks are still there for the tourist trade. He picked up a key at the bucket of blood saloon. The crystal bar. The territorial enterprise had carried the writings of Mark Twain.