"I know it; I feel it in my bones," cried Ethel Blue, "and now that Dorothy is going to help us with it all winter we"ll just make things hum in Rosemont."
Throwing their arms across each other"s shoulders, the whole group of them marched along the beach--one, two, three, back; one, two, three, back--chanting in unison
"Who are we?
Who are we?
We are members of the U. S. C."