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MUSIC.

During the first year of our High School career, we labored under many disadvantages so far as music was concerned because we had no Assembly Hall. Our entertainments were held in the lower hall of the Douglass School, pupils and friends who attended these exercises being obliged to stand or find seats on the stairways. However, we made up for lack of space in our enthusiasm and the excellence of our work. A Glee Club was organized under the direction of Mr. Ford Dabney, of the Class of 1902; and with Mr. Percival D. Brooks, the teacher of Physics, as leader, the work of famous Armstrong Manual Training School Orchestra was begun. These two clubs have contributed much to the pleasure of teachers, pupils, and guests.

In our beautiful new building there is a large study hall in which pupils may assemble. Under the direction of Mr. Wormley the school chorus has this year learned some beautiful songs and sustains among all school officials and friends, a well earned reputation. Sunday, May 17th., the general public had an opportunity to hear the school at Plymouth Congregational Church. In a very informal way, without taking time from the regular school sessions, teachers and pupils carefully working together have produced pleasing results in the musical line.
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A.M.T.S. GLEE CLUB 

Charles Smith '03
Charles Newman '03
William Jackson '04
Radford Davis '02
Atwell Richardson '03
George Robinson '03
Canfield Bostic '02
William Dandridge '02
Ford Dabney '02

A.M.T.S. ORCHESTRA

Andrew Thomas M St. H.S. '04
Mattie Langhorn '05
Beatrice Langhorn '05
Ford Dabney '02
Jennie Stewart '03
Maud Morgan '03
Francis Miller '05
Howard Clark '04
Allison Anderson '03

Mr. John T. Layton is the instructor of vocal music. Under his charge a gratifying improvement has been made in vocal culture as well as in the cultivation of a higher musical appreciation among pupils. 

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"oh, lull me lull me, charming airs!
My senses rock with wonder sweet!
Like snow on wool thy fallings are: 
Soft, like a spirit's, are thy feet. 
Grief who need fear
That hath an ear?
Down let him lie, 
And slumbering die, 
And change his soul for harmony." 

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"Orpheus, with his lute, made trees, 
And the mountain-tops that freeze. 
Bow themselves when he did sing; 
To his music plants and flowers
Ever sprung - as sun and showers
There had made a lasting Spring. 

Everything that heard him play. 
Even the billows of the sea. 
Hung their heads, and then lay by. 
In sweet music is such art, 
Killing care, and grief of heart -
Fall asleep, or, hearing. die" 

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