Music: Bye, Champagne Charlie

The 16 men of the Harvard Glee Club ranged themselves in a semicircle on Boston's Jamaica Plain and began to serenade the ladies in the lighted window above. They warbled songs like Mother, I'm Slowly Dying and The Man in the Moon's Ball. Midway through, they were interrupted by a band of town boys who made rude noises on wind instruments, unhitched the Harvards' horses and sent them trudging on foot back to Cambridge. That was in Harvard's musical infancy. Last week the glee club assembled again (present membership: 135) to celebrate its centennial...

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