MISQUAH — The Lakeside summer band achieved melody Wednesday at 10:40 in the morning, a milestone confirmed by the most rigorous test available: a passerby on the sidewalk, unprompted and unaffiliated, identified the tune. It was “When the Saints Go Marching In.” It was, the passerby allowed, “unmistakably that, most of the way through.”

Director Hannah Moe, in her first summer at the front of the room, received the news with the measured triumph of her profession. “We have melody,” Ms. Moe confirmed. “Melody is ahead of schedule. Harmony is scheduled for August. Dynamics are scheduled for whenever they happen, which is the industry standard.” The trombone section, singled out in week one for its resemblance to distressed wildlife, has — by the accounts of both its director and the water tower’s nearest neighbors — consolidated into something that can fairly be called a section, and unfairly but affectionately be called a herd moving in one direction.

The camp’s destination now has a date. The end-of-summer lawn concert — the one event at which the whole town brings folding chairs to hear children play and applauds like it has never heard finer, because in the way that matters it hasn’t — is set for Thursday, August 13, at 7 p.m., on the school lawn, weather permitting and, per tradition, weather usually permits.

Phil Brekke, who directed these bands for thirty-one years before this one, stopped by camp Tuesday to observe, was made to stand up, and was applauded by thirty children who mostly know him as the name on the music library stamps. He pronounced the band “right on schedule — terrible in June, promising in July, and about to surprise everybody in August, same as thirty-one years running.” He will attend the concert, has been warned he will be thanked from the microphone, and has negotiated the terms of the thanking down to “brief.” Mr. Brekke’s summer has also taken one further turn of civic significance, reported elsewhere on this page.

Camp runs mornings through the end of the month. The town is advised that the current repertoire, in addition to the Saints, includes a march to be named later and something Ms. Moe would describe only as “ambitious, if the clarinets hold.” The clarinets, reached on the lawn, expressed confidence.