So, that's the way it goes. I've had another idea, though. How does this strike you, boss? The local Army commander has his headquarters not far from Rmpldecroidesanspertxkle. Since the whole planet is under military rule because of the constant warfare, I figure if I can sell a policy to General Multacni, I could then sell every dogfoot in his command. How does the idea strike you? With a glimmer of hope, Sammy Trumple * * * * * Interstellar Division Terran Insurance Co. Baltimore, Md., Earth Dear Sammy: Now you're firing away on all jets, boy! Now you're good Terran Insurance material. You're darned tooting, sell the general. We'll have it made after that. Enthusiastically, Hermie P.S. I take back everything I may have said about you in haste, dear boy. You're A-1 Terran Insurance all the way. P.P.S. Joanie is languishing, she misses you so much. Make a couple of dozen sales to cover your expense account and we'll think about getting you home on the next ship. * * * * * MILITARY TWX FROM SUPREME COMMANDER HALCYON SUBDIVISION THREE CMM OFFICE OF MILITARY JUSTICE CMM TO CLN MR H SPOTTSWORTH CMM INTERSTELLAR DIVISION CMM TERRAN INSURANCE CMM BALTIMEARTH DASH PENDING TRIAL OR APPEAL OF YOUR STATE DEPARTMENT CMM WHICHEVER COMES FIRST CMM WE ARE HOLDING TERRAN CITIZEN S TRUMPLE UNDER PROVISIONS OF ARTICLE SEVEN CMM HALCYON CODE OF MILITARY JUSTICE PD PARA ARTICLE SEVEN READS CLN QUOTE ANY INDIVIDUAL ATTEMPTING SUBVERSION OF MORAL WELFARE OF OFFICERS OR ENLISTED MEN CMM THIS COMMAND CMM IS SUBJECT TO IMPRISONMENT FOR NOT MORE THAN TWENTY FIVE HALCYONIAN YEARS PD ENDQUOTE PARA PLEASE ADVISE PD PARA FOR THE COMMANDING GENERAL CMM LIEUT DASH MAJ ROG GO FURL CMM HALCYON SUBDIVISION THREE CMM OFFICE OF MILITARY JUSTICE PD END TWX * * * * * Subdivision Three Stockade Halcyon Dear Boss: Lar Luk of Fomalhaut is forwarding this letter for me. Help!!! Sammy Trumple * * * * * Interstellar Division Terran Insurance Co. Baltimore, Md., Earth Commanding General Subdivision Three Halcyon Dear Sir: With Terran State Department approval, I am writing you in regard to the case of our employee, Mr. S. Trumple of Earth. With full State Department backing we insist that you permit Mr. Trumple to tell us, uncensored and in his own words, what has happened, in order that we may take steps to defend him as a citizen of Earth. Very truly yours, Herman Spottsworth * * * * * Subdivision Three Stockade Halcyon Dear Boss: Lieutenant Major Roggo Furl informs me that I'm permitted to write you an uncensored letter. Boss, I'm in the dregs of despair. Please take good care of Joanie. It's cold here in the stockade. The food stinks. The other prisoners are all Halcyonian military deserters. Get me out of here!