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In bygone years before the War Between the States, the verandas and lounge would have been inhabited by crinoline-gowned ladies partaking of their afternoon tea or perhaps writing their lengthy epistles to relatives left at home. And for the gentlemen there was the fine art of conversation with their peers and jousting competitions and horse racing and yes, a little gambling.
But of paramount importance was the daily consumption of the nectar from those 11 chalybeate springs at Orkney or perhajjs a dip in the source of those waters. According to James S. Wamsley in his book, Idols, Victims and Pioneers, “the spring was often a hole in the ground surrounded by pine boards.” A time was designated forthe ladies to dip and as a horn sounded, the ladies departed and the gentlemen took their turn in the miraculous waters.
Each Virginia spring resort was complete with a resident physician to oversee the cure of all ailments as the patrons “took” the waters from the mineral springs which were reputed to be cathartic.
But today, the Shenandoah District Garden Club meeting is held on the topmost floor of the Orkney, one of the oldest of the famous Virginia Springs. Here, in the enormous
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