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THE MAROON TIGER
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A hope,
And hopes
And a hope.
And like some gentle barque,
Sailing o’er a tragic sea,
Strikes unexpectedly unseen shoals,—
Down, down the gentle craft,
And in an instant
The billows roar,
“Help for the living, hope for the dead!”
“Help for the living, hope for the dead!”—how sad
to the human heart are these words. Before the enigma
of life and death we stand, puzzled. And so it is true
that eyes that would not heed the preacher “by wayside
graves are raised.”
We quote Dunbar, who, like Epps, was a young man
at his death:
“ When all is done, and my last word is said,
And ye who loved me murmur,
“He is dead.”
Let no one weep, for fear that / should know,
And sorrow too that ye should sorrow so.
“When all is done, say not my day is o’er
And that thro’ the night l seek a dimmer shore;
Say rather that my day is just begun,—
/ greet the dawn and not a setting sun,
When all is done.”
Clebs md News
MOREHOUSE COLLEGE GLEE CLUB AND
ORCHESTRA IN CONCERT
On Monday evening, February 18th, 1929, the More
house College Glee Club and Orchestra under the able
direction of Prof. Kemper Harreld presented its annual
concert. The concert was heard by a critical and highly
appreciative audience, composed of students from the
various colleges and the music loving public of Atlanta.
That this was one of the most brilliant performances ever
presented by this well established organization cannot
be disputed.
Especially significant was the occasion because it took
place on the sixtv-first anniversary of the founding of
Morehouse College and well represents the rapid strides
this institution has made in its effort to foster the high
est and best in music as in the field of education in
general. In a comparatively few years this organization
has grown from a total of about fifteen members until
now the glee club and orchestra numbers about ninety.
This organization has always been noted for its va
riety of presentation and its minuteness and perfection in
the realms of classical music. This concert was no ex
ecution to the rule. The nature of the concert was such
that the “high lights” of the program are hard to pick.
The glee club received the greatest ovation it has re
ceived in some time. In its first group “Dance of the
Gnomes,” one of MacDowell’s forest idyls, they well
represented the dancing goblins with their fast stacca
to rhythm. In the second group, the glee club sang,
“When Through the Night,” and a soul-stirring song of
melody and harmony “Land Sighting” by Grieg.
The orchestra rendered four selections. They began
with a snappy march which was followed by the smooth
and rhythmical presentation of the “Blue Danube Waltz”
by Strauss. Next a modern American selection was
piayed. “Ole Man River,” (from “Show Boat”), typical
Negro music whose monotonous rhythm depicts the ever-
flowing Mississippi. The grand finale came when the
orchestra skillfully presented the “Hungarian Rhapsody
No. 2,” one of Liszt’s most brilliant and whirling rhap
sodies. This number received a great ovation and right
fully it did for such numbers are seldom attempted by
amateurs.
Mr. Wheeler displayed his usual perfection of tech
nique, as he played “Romance and Gavotte,” (from
“Mignon”) passing from the simple rhythmical love
tune to the vivacious gavotte. Mr. Williams’ rendition
of “Spanish Dance,” likewise was noteworthy. Mr. Wat
son gained great applause as he sang “Nita Gitana,” a
love song, and followed it with “Water Boy,” a Negro
work song, which he sang with great feeling and ex
pression. In this number he was accompanied by the
quartet, which also rendered a group of Negro melodies.
The usual harmony and technique characterized their
singing. The vocal solos of McKinney and Moreland
will be remembered for the feeling and expressions.
John Hope, II.
THE CLEE CLUB AND ORCHESTRA TRIP
The Glee Club and Orchestra has just returned from
a short, but very eventful trip in Alabama and Georgia.
In spite of adverse circumstances the organization held
its own.
Leaving Morehouse at 4:45 A. M., in a large bus,
our troubles soon began. Though our motor had a
sing of uncertainty at the outset, we encountered only
minor difficulties until we left the concrete roads of
Georgia at West Point. Then the “fun” began. For the
remainder of the day, we averaged about fifteen miles
per hour with the able assistance of our thirty-six man
power machine which ably augmented our failing motor
on countless inclines in the road. Those who have been
sleighing in the icy North will readily understand the
nature of our ride because as in sleighing we only had
to push up hill while our bus carried us down at the
rapid rate of thirty miles per hour. Because of the
heavy rainfall, the roads between Tuskegee and Mont
gomery were pretty bad and the several wash-outs and
improvised bridges which gave us many thrills.
The roads were in such condition as to render it ab
solutely impossible for us to get to Selma, so that we
were stranded in Montgomery. But thanks to two More
house Alumni, Rev. J. Pius Barber and Mr. Lovelace
every man got a stopping place for the night.
Returning to Tuskegee Saturday afternoon, we were
entertained royally until Monday morning. At Tus-
kesree we plaved to a full house including the student