“You mean _you’re_ like you always were,” he said; “you’re crazy.” “Let’s move it around again,” Hervey said, “and we’ll say the first verse and let go the post just as we finish. Then let’s go the way it says.” “Good idea,” Warde said; “let’s all agree that we’ll go whichever way the Temple Camp arrow points.” “There are four directions,” Pee-wee said. “We’ll stand just one chance in four of going the right way.” “There are only two directions,” I said; “right and wrong. Deny it who can. So we stand a fifty-fifty chance of going right. Anybody that knows anything about arithmetic can tell that. Come on, follow your leader wherever he goes.” I grabbed hold of the sign post and started walking around with the rest of them after me singing, “Follow your leader wherever he goes.” Some merry-go-round! We sang the first verse and I stopped short when we got to the word _goes_. “Come on,” I said, “Temple Camp is right over that way. Follow your leader.” “Trust to luck,” Hervey said; “if it’s wrong, so much the better. Let the guide post worry. They had no right to put a pinwheel here for a guide post.” “Just what _I_ say,” I told him. “How about others coming along?” Warde wanted to know. That fellow makes me tired, he’s all the time using sense. “Now what have you got to say?” Pee-wee yelled. “A scout is supposed to be helpful.” “Sure, he’s supposed to help himself to all the cake he wants, like you,” I said. Warde said, “As long as we’ve had all the fun we want here, let’s set the post right before we go.” “We haven’t had all the fun we want,” Hervey said. “Sure we haven’t,” I put in. “We haven’t begun to have any yet.” “I care more about dinner than I do about fun,” Pee-wee said. “Do you mean dinner isn’t fun?” Garry asked him. “I’m just as crazy as you are,” Bert said to me, “but we might as well go crazy in the right direction if we can only find out what that is.” “Carried by a large minority,” I said; “the board of directors is appointed to find out the direction, so we can go crazy in that direction.” Warde said, “The trouble is that other people that pass here are not so crazy as we are and they’d like to know which way is which. Some people are peculiar.” “Some people are worse than peculiar,” the Animal Cracker shouted. “The compliment is returned with thanks and not many of them, and we wish ourselves many happy returns of the way. If anybody knows the way this merry-go-round of a sign post is supposed to stand let him now speak or else forever after hold his peace.” “Piece of what?” Pee-wee shouted. “Piece of pie,” I said; “that’s what you usually hold, isn’t it?” Warde just went up to the sign post kind of smiling and turned it around till he got it just where he wanted it. “What’s the idea?” I asked him. He said, “Well, there are a couple of ideas.” I said, “I didn’t know we could scare up as many as that among the whole lot of us.”