He did not continue on to the post office but retraced his steps to the refreshment parlor which was the subject of these printed slanders.
He and Pepsy were discussing this miscarriage of their exploitation design when a shuffling sound in the distance proclaimed the shambling approach of the advertising department.

And if Pee-wee had not made good his flaunting boast to handle the six merry maidens, he at least made amends and regained somewhat of his heroic tradition in his handling of Licorice Stick.
"What did I tell you to do ?" he shouted, his face red with terrible wrath.

"What did I tell you to do?
Do you know the way you put those cards up?
You made fools of us, that's what you did!" "I done gone make no fools of you, no how:" Licorice Stick exclaimed.

"I see a sperrit 'n I shakes like dat, I do.

As shu I'm stan' here I see a sperrit in dem woods." From a vivid and terrifying narrative the partners made out that while Licorice Stick was on his way to embellish the wayside in strict accordance with instructions, he had encountered a spirit from the other world in the form of the carnival clown whom we have seen pass our wayside rest.
The ghostly raiment of this lowly humorist and the motley decoration of his face had so frightened Licorice Stick that he had dropped his cards and retreated frantically into the woods.