ungfrau von Orleans_. Reviewing the performances, _The Alleynian_
said of the former: "In this piece Jones was the comedian. He was
clumsy and not quite at home on the boards, but his Welsh was
delightful."

Of his performances as Charles VII in Schiller's play the critic
wrote:

The scene chosen is one of the most powerful scenes in the play.
It is that in which the King, sceptical of the divine
inspiration of the Maid, determines to test her by substituting a
courtier upon his throne.... When she is not only not deceived,
but proceeds also to interpret many of the King's innermost
thoughts, the surprise of the monarch, passing into hushed
reverence, calls for a studied piece of careful acting. H. P. M.
Jones sustained this part, and sustained it well. He gave it the
dignity which it needed, and if his natural gift of physical
stature helped him somewhat, so also did the smooth diction and
easy repose which he had evidently been at pains to acquire.

Of the performance as a whole: "It says a very great deal for the
German in the upper part of the school, that a scene can be enacted in
which both accent and acting can reach so high a level."

The school year at Dulwich always closes with a concert at which the
music, thanks to the competent leadership of Mr. H. V. Doulton, is of
a high order. The solos of the two school songs on 19th December,
1914, were sung by H. P. M. Jones and H. Edkins, both of them Oxford
scholars who have since been killed in action. Edkins, who had a rich
baritone voice, sang the song in praise of Edward Alleyn, the pious
founder. My son, as captain of football, sang the football song, the
first and last verses of which are appended:

Rain and wind and hidden sun,
Wild November weather,
Muddy field and leafless tree
Bare of fur or feather.
Sweeps there be who scorn the game,
On them tons of soot fall!
All Alleynians here declare
Nought like Rugby football.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

Broken heads and bleeding shins!
What's the cause for sorrow?
Shut your mouth and grin the more,
Plaster-time to-morrow.
Young or old this shall remain
Still your favourite story:
Fifteen fellows fighting-full,
Out for death or glory.

After each stanza the choir and the whole school rolled in with the
chorus, proclaiming in stentorian voices that "the Blue and Black"
(these being the Dulw