“What a picture!” she whispered. “It is lovely—lovely!”
At a signal from Mrs. Royall the girls now gathered closer about the fire and began to chant all together,
“‘Wohelo—wohelo—wohelo.
Wohelo means love.
We love love, for love is the heart of life.
It is light and joy and sweetness,
Comradeship and all dear kinship.
Love is the joy of service so deep
That self is forgotten.
Wohelo means love.’”
Then louder swelled the chorus,
“‘Wohelo for aye,
Wohelo for aye,
Wohelo, wohelo, wohelo for aye.’”
The last note was followed by a moment of utter silence; then one side of the circle chanted,
“‘Wohelo for work!’”
and the opposite side flung back,
“‘Wohelo for health!’”
and all together they chorused exultantly,