The ring-master scratched his head. Clearly Joe had the best of the argument there.
"Well, I guess you're right," Jim Tracy was forced to admit.
"Then you'll give me more money?" Joe's voice was eager.
"I'll take it up with the treasurer, Joe," answered his friend. "You know this circus is a partnership affair, and I can't act alone. But I'll do the best I can for you."
It was a day or so later that Joe again brought up the subject. It was after a particularly successful performance, where Joe had been loudly applauded for staying under water within a few seconds of four minutes.
"Now's a good time to strike again for my increase," thought the boy fish. He approached Jim.
"How about more money for me?" Joe asked. "Do I get it?"
"Yes, we have decided to give it to you," was the ring-master's answer. "But I can't imagine what a boy like you—for you are only a boy—can want of so much money."
"Oh, I have a very good use for it," replied Joe coolly. "Thanks, Mr. Tracy."
"Oh, you're welcome, Joe. And I want you to feel that we are glad to pay you well, for you are a drawing card for the show. Only don't waste your money. The time to save is when you're young. I only wish I'd done so."