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with the winners crowning the heads and claiming the hands of queen and princesses.
But by 1910, the tournaments had given way to the pastimes of Abner Doubleday and Lord Fairfax.
If you were highbrow, you went into foxhunting, and if you were middlebrow and gutsy, or lowbrow, you played baseball.
Fairfax and his crew started the fox-hunting image, and the high prices for land between the Potomac and Rapidan insured that the image remain.
The best fox-hunting soils were also best for wheat and com, and in ante bellum days brought from $3 to $10 an acre, twice the price of land elsewhere in Virginia.
Back in 1888, I think, a Rand McNally atlas left Warrenton off the map of Virginia, and in its place put the slightly larger town of Culpeper.
It. was verbal war, and the papers sparred back and
forth, with Culpeper constantly digging at the dances, revels, and hunting pursuits of that lazy crowd up in Fauquier. You were for foxhunting or were against it; there was no middle ground.
Yet, the Hunts came; the Blue Ridge out in Oarke and Frederick in 1888, the Orange County—named for Orange County, NY, where most of the hunters had come from—in 1903, Loudoun and Middleburg in 1906, Casanova in 1909, Bull Run in 1911, Old Dominion in 1924, Rappahannock in 1926 and Fairfax in 1928.
Interest had heightened after 1905, for in that year on the second-story gallery of Dulen Laws’ Hotel in Upperville, a Britisher named Henry A. Higginson and an American named Harry Worcester Smith—from Worcester, Mass., of course—wrote and signed the rules for the first international foxhound match. The fox must be killed, they said, and even though none was, the Americans took the match. For some Hunts, the interest was Fleeting: the Rapidan, down in Culpeper, and the lamented Cobbler Mtn. of Fauquier. One of the Masters of Foxhounds of the Cobbler Hunt was a young man. George Smith Patton. Unlike his predecessor, Turner Ashby, nothing but calm came out of this mildmannered Washington-based U.S. Army captain who, within a decade, was to become ‘Old Blood-andGuts'—General George Patton.
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