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Last Thursday evening a party of our most enthusiastic tennis players, left for Bramwell, to which place they went as representatives of our club, to take part in the tennis tournament on Friday. The invitation from the Bramwell club was an assurance of a pleasant time. The Tazewell party was composed of Dr.
GILLESPIE and Messrs. Ashby HENRY, Walter STEELE and Barnes
GILLESPIE. Their anticipations were more than realized by the hospitable reception given them. The Bluefield, Elkhorn, Vivian, Tazewell and Bramwell clubs were all represented in the tournament. The court in Bramwell is the finest in this section and is a beauty. It was in a perfect condition, and was a delight to any lover of the game. The first match was between Vivian and one of the Bramwell teams. Bramwell won two sets out of the three. Then Elkhorn played one of the Tazewell teams, the game resulting in a victory for Elkhorn with a score of two to one. After that, Bluefield played the other Tazewell team, Tazewell winning with a score of two to nothing. The winning Tazewell team was then defeated by the winning Bramwell team with a score of two to nothing. The other Bramwell team then played Elkhorn and won with a score of two to nothing. This left the two Bramwell teams winners and they did not play each other. As a salve to our pride, it may be
incidentally remarked that our old team, Barnes GILLESPIE and James
O'KEEFFE, beat the Bramwell first team in an exhibition game, much to the delight of the ladies. The tennis was thoroughly enjoyed, enjoyed only as true sportsmen can enjoy a fine game, but the crowning event socially, was the reception given Friday night by the ladies to the visiting clubs. The hospitality and social graces of the good people of Bramwell are well known, and this reception, although called
'impromptu' was all that a reception should be. If the other visitors enjoyed the cards, the refreshments and the dancing as much as our boys did, the Bramwell people may be assured that their efforts were crowned with success, and that any future invitation of this kind which they may give, will be accepted with an
alacrity which will be absolutely convincing of our appreciation of the past. It is pleasure to wear the laurel wreath, but when defeat is accompanied with so many things to make one forget, it is robbed of its bitterness and the defeated may even come to admire the aforesaid bit of evergreen on the brow of another.
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