"Listen, girls and see how you like this:
"'Rah, rah, rah,
Rah, rah, rah
Meadow-Brook, Meadow-Brook,
Sis, boom ah!'"
"What do you think of that, girls? Isn't that simply fine?" cried Miss
Elting enthusiastically. But her voice was lost in the chorus that welled
forth from the throats of the Meadow-Brook Girls, who had taken up the
yell with a will. Tommy's "thith boom ah!" at the end of the yell sent not
only the girls, but Miss Elting as well into peals of merry laughter.
Jasper never smiled. He stroked his long whiskers reflectively. Harriet
who occupied the seat beside him, stole a glance at the old man out of the
corner of one eye.
"I suppose you are used to girls, aren't you!" she asked.
"Ya-a-a-s," drawled Jasper then relapsed into silence. The girls promptly
broke the silence again by giving the Meadow-Brook yell. They continued to
give it until their throats ached. Now and then three of them would stop
short of the last line in order to catch more clearly Tommy's "thith boom
ah!" which always sent them into screams of laughter. Finally Tommy became
angry and refused to yell. But the little lisping girl was like an April
day. Her frowns of displeasure were replaced by smiles within a very few
minutes. The girls had learned not to take Grace's fits of temper
seriously.
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