"Are you ready for the question?" called the election clerk, taking up her delayed cue with alacrity.
"Question!" went up a shout.
"The result of the ballot is the unanimous election of Jane Allen, president of Class 1920!"
Wild cheers completely submerged Oak Hall charging the atmosphere like a veritable tidal wave.
The first great rush and roar over, the still billowing tide surged and splashed into the inevitable class yell:
"I know a girl and her name is Jane,
A reebald, ribald rowdy;
The second verse is just the same,
A reebald, ribald rowdy!"
Thus, the improvised class yell, went on one verse after another all being ended "Just the same" until throats gave out and feet merely pounded, or patted, and kept the echoing time. Finally Jane was accorded an opportunity of making herself heard, although it was rather a meager opportunity, and uncertain in spots. She had just risen to her feet when a cry from the "left wing" got the floor.