“Uncle Ben says that hardly any magazine published could pay its expenses on the subscriptions only; it is the advertising that pays for the work,” said Ned.
“We ought to get busy on our advertising, then,” urged Jinks.
“If we don’t we won’t pay costs after all of these free donations of paper and postage are over,” added Meredith.
“You boys practised that part of the work, so why don’t you try and call upon some big firms and ask for contracts?” asked Dot.
“How do you know we practised?” questioned Ned, looking at the Blue Birds, who started giggling as they recalled the visit to the loft over the carriage house.
“Ho, didn’t you?” insisted Dot.
“No one but we boys knew it—we kept the doors closed while we tried to see which one could do it best,” replied Don.
“A little bird whispered it in our ears,” teased Ruth.
“Say, Jinks! do you remember the time I heard those noises in the loft?” asked Ned.
The Bobolinks saw that the girls were laughing at them.