The man said, "That's what you are. Always on top like Brown's hats, eh? Now I'll tell you what you boys do, if you're not in too much of a hurry. You just sit up there till the next train goes by. I've got to hustle to Addison station to catch that train. Our advertising man, Mr. Bull, will be on it and he'll see just how the sign looks with you youngsters on it. I dare say he'll reward you." "We should worry about rewards," I said. "We're part of an ad, that's enough for us. We'll sit here if the train isn't too long coming." He said, "Well, you suit yourselves about that, but you've given me an idea and I'm much obliged to you. I think we'll use the scouts-on-top idea." "We're like Brown's hats, hey?" Pee-wee shouted. "That's it," the man said. "Pee-wee's like a soft hat, he's young and tender," Hunt said. "Sure," I said; "you're the tallest one, you're a high-hat." Dorry grabbed the top of the sign because the breeze was blowing a little. "I hope I don't blow off like some hats," he said. The painter went away and we all sat there singing: "Nine little boy scouts, Asked to sit and wait. One of them got blown off, Then there were eight." CHAPTER XXXIV A LITTLE BIT OFF THE TOP We liked that verse so much that we made another one. "Eight little boy scouts, Glad there ain't eleven. One of them fell backward, Then there were seven." Westy said, "If they have a row of wooden scouts up here with the words _always on top_ underneath, that will make a good ad, hey? I wonder how much they'd pay us to sit here all the time?" "Labor is very high," I said; "about ten feet up. Maybe they'd give us some hats." "Everything is going up," Westy said; "let's go down." "Wait till the train goes by," I said. "I'd like Mr. Cow to see us, or whatever his name is." Then Westy began singing: "Oh, boy scouts they were nine They were sitting on a sign." Then Dorry started, "They do not fear a cop, They always are on top." And then I sung out, "They ought to cross the flats, But they're advertising hats." Then Pee-wee started yelling, "Oh, Mr. Bull, Your ad is full Of scouts and bull." "We ought to get a dollar an hour for this," Warde said. I said, "Aren't you satisfied? Haven't we made you famous? Right away you want to pass the plate." "You mean the hat," Westy said. "This is the Brown's Hat Patrol," Will said. "They're superstitious, they believe in signs." "Listen, here comes the train," somebody said. "Sit up and look pretty," Dorry shouted. "We've got all the signs on Broadway beaten," Hunt said. "Sure," I said, "this is a live sign, full of pep. All sit up straight when the train passes. Remember Mr. Wild Bull is in there. Maybe he'll give us a job on a sign up on top of a building in New York. I'd like to be an electric sign, wouldn't you?" "I'd rather be a sign of spring," Westy said.