. St. Nicholas [serial]. e commissaryline as these canned peaches. Then — and I confess it without shame — Iused the best part of that afternoon in teachingthose jolly puff-balls the nine rahs of the Yalecheer. They had no idea of what all the fusswas about, but it was only another crazy notionof the lunatic foreigner, whom nobody pretendedto understand, anyhow. So they yelled untiltheir wadded little selves fairly bounced off thepavement and their black eyes snapped withexcitement. A long session of coaching produced en-couraging results, for when I gave the signal, ascore of piping voices sc
. St. Nicholas [serial]. e commissaryline as these canned peaches. Then — and I confess it without shame — Iused the best part of that afternoon in teachingthose jolly puff-balls the nine rahs of the Yalecheer. They had no idea of what all the fusswas about, but it was only another crazy notionof the lunatic foreigner, whom nobody pretendedto understand, anyhow. So they yelled untiltheir wadded little selves fairly bounced off thepavement and their black eyes snapped withexcitement. A long session of coaching produced en-couraging results, for when I gave the signal, ascore of piping voices screamed with franticenthusiasm: Lah, lah, lah! Lah, lah, lah/ Lah, lah,lah! Ylale, Ylale, Ylale. — Beati da rin! The football victory ten thousand milesaway was duly celebrated in this fashion, andorthodox Yale cheers were shouted for the firsttime within the walls of the Chinese City ofPeking. But I wondered, now and then, whatthe army and its parents could have thoughtthe mysterious ceremony was all about. JITvTmw.
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