The New Hawaiian girl; a play. 
by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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RALPH (shaking his head sadly).
They wouldn't take me in.  I am from Yale.
GIRL (with mock sympathy).
Oh, that is sad.  Because no skill or tact
You might employ could ever hide the fact
From all the world, wherever you might be.
Now Harvard, Princeton, Stanford men, we see
But Yale--it bears its brand.
RALPH (reproachfully)
                              You're making game
Of me, and of my college, cruel girl.
                             [Approaches her excitedly.
Come, drop those flowers, and let us have a whirl.
I'll give you both the Yale Yell and the Boola,
If you will dance for me your famous Hula.
GIRL (drawing back haughtily).  
I dance the Hula?  You mistake, my friend;
You heard my chant, but did not comprehend
The meaning of it.  Hark, while I repeat it.
                                               [Repeats the chant.

The New Hawaiian girl; a play. By Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Illus. by John Prendergast.
London, Gay & Hancock, 1910.
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