Pee-wee's conscience was clear in this matter, however, for he had enlisted Licorice Stick as an employee, at the staggering salary of twenty-five cents a week; there was no thought of his being a partner.

The willing assistance of his new friend would leave his own time free for more important duties, and the advertising work once done, Licorice Stick was to devote his time to catching fish for the "sto" and other incidental duties.
Pee-wee now arranged his advertising masterpieces in order for posting.
The imposing type on the cards impressed Licorice Stick deeply.

He could not read two words but he seemed to sense the sensational announcements, and the arrow which Pee-wee had made on each card to indicate the direction of the shack was regarded by him as a sort of mystic symbol.
"This is the way you have to do," Pee-wee said; "now pay attention, because it pays to advertise.

There are two cards for each sign, see ?" "Dey's nice black print," Licorice Stick said with reverent appreciation.

"En dey's de magic sign, too." "That tells them where the place is," Pee-wee said.