"How can they ever beat us—
How can they beat Old Yale?
We down 'em when they meet us,
You bet we never fail!
We've got 'em so they fear us
In every contest fair;
And soon they'll not come near us,
Because they will not dare.
Chorus: "Then give us a cheer for Old Eli—
A cheer for our gallant crew;
She has won, and she wins forever,
With her noble boys in blue.
"Poor Harvard falls before us,
She is not in the game;
So swell the merry chorus,
Old Eli's won again!
It was a gallant battle,
My boys who wear the blue;
But you they cannot rattle,
No matter what they do."
There were other songs, and in the midst of all this rejoicing a crowd of pretty girls, accompanied by chaperons, came into the boathouse.
Among them was Winnie Lee, who lost no time in finding Frank and congratulating him.
"I knew you would win, Frank—I knew you would!" she exclaimed, her bright eyes sparkling.
"Why, you are talking as if I rowed the whole race!" he said, laughing and blushing.
"Well, I'm sure they'd never won without you," she declared.
"That's like a girl! Of course Yale would have won anyhow! How can they beat us?"