"Hurrah! Here we are at last!" cried Dave, and his heart gave a bound.
"Let us give 'em the old song, boys!" cried Sam Day, who was a good singer, and he at once started up the following, to the tune of "Auld Lang Syne":
"Oak Hall we never shall forget, No matter where we roam; It is the very best of schools, To us it's just like home. Then give three cheers, and let them ring Throughout this world so wide, To let the people know that we Elect to here abide!"
They sang with a will, and when they had finished they added the old academy cry:
"Baseball! Football! Oak Hall Has the call! Biff! Boom! Bang! Whoop!"
"Hello! hello!" sang out a dozen voices from the campus. "Here come some more of the old students!"
"There's Dave Porter and Ben Basswood!"
"Hello, Dave, how do you feel after traveling across the Pacific?"
"Bring any of those South Sea Islanders with you?"