Be careful, don’t trip and go stubbing your toes,
But follow your leader wherever he goes.”
Oh boy, you should have seen those fellows look at Hervey; they just stood there laughing and staring and kind of clustering around him. That’s always the way it is, fellows fall for him right away.
“Are there any more verses to that song?” one of them wanted to know.
“Sure,” Hervey said, “we’ve been singing them all day, and we’d like to go marching into camp with this outfit singing them, too. We want the craziest part to come last.”
“Let’s do it,” one of those fellows said.
“I want to go back,” said another.
The scoutmaster, he looked kind of as if he couldn’t make up his mind.
Then Warde said, kind of sober like, “There isn’t anything to prevent. They haven’t got even a tent left at camp and that’s the only reason they can’t have you stay. Do you think we don’t know what we’re talking about when we say it would be all right? The camp people will say it was a good turn, so why should you prevent us from doing it? We’d like to end the day up with a good turn, because it’s been a kind of a funny day and we’ve been away from camp ever since morning. It’ll make a kind of a good ending if you’ll only help us out.”
“The end of a crazy day,” I said.