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A fitting climax for a day of unusually good sport and fun was the unique hound race—only one of its kind at a point-to-point. Rappahannock huntsman James Dodson laid a drag over the timber course, and 54 eager hounds, numbers painted on their sides, burst from a truck.
Except for one blue-ticked bitch, all immediately gave tongue and ran, noses down. Spectators were puzzled to see that the first five across the finish line were not given trophies in order of finish, because judging is done according to an average of points awarded to the first five hounds passing four checkpoints.
Winner was Mrs. Diane Musgrave’s Tommy; second, T. E. Olinger’s Sam; third, Jack Bruce’s Greely; fourth, Mrs. June Clark’s Pantyhose. There was a threeway tie for fifth; the winner, after matching coins, was Jack Bruce’s Nip.
Among the huge crowd slowly leaving the racecourse—many of them city folk out for a day in the country—were such familiar names as Carl Rowan, Eugene McCarthy, David Shor and the Polish Ambassador Witold Trampczznski.
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