THE "FIFTY YEARS" of this book's title go back roughly to the time of my graduate work at Princeton University ( 1908-9), when I was writing a doctoral dissertation on Milton's Knowledge of Music: Its Sources and Its Significance in His Works, at the same time serving as concertmaster of the string orchestra, which was conducted by Philip Mittell, who had been a friend of Johannes Brahms. The orchestra had the fancy title, "The Orphic Order." Of course the students called it "The Orful Odor." Nevertheless and notwithstanding, I was the concertmaster, with even an occasional violin solo.
There was also a local Choral Society over which I presided, with a rather nondescript voice that has never yet made up its mind just where it belongs. (At various times it has taken all four parts in barber shop quartets.) One of the sopranos was Woodrow Wilson's daughter Margaret, who had a better voice than one generally hears in the