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In the US, acres of print are devoted to the finer points of tennis dress. One Isabel A. Mallon pens this comprehensive style guide for the Ladies’ Home Journal.


I don’t have the sartorial wherewithal to comment on this article but hopefully it is of some interest.

The Peterson Magazine meanwhile jumps aboard with the natty little number on the right. This is apparently an English tennis outfit - stripes seem all the rage (grey and pink here) and the boater hat may be a new fashion (but I am probably misremembering previous illustrations).


This is all a little too conservative for the fashion desk at The Delineator. This American journal favours a tennis outfit that a Batman villain of the Joel Schumacher era would think a bit outré.

 

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In 1892, tennis is still very much a society game in America and, as such, it adapts to society’s rules.

Successful US tennis players must rue the day that Paul decided to scribble a postcard or two to the Corinthians, as his adage about becoming a man and putting away childish things seems to have been seized upon by the American industrial machine.

Nothing less than the work ethic of a Calvinist ant colony is demanded from every young man once he graduates university. This means that, unlike in England and Ireland, US tennis playing careers are really from 18-25. It is rare to find players outside this age bracket in this era, with the exceptions being men of bewildering personal wealth such as Richard Stevens.

If the window of a tennis career cannot be prolonged in America, then perhaps it can be started earlier. Hence why American tennis fosters a high profile school-level competition called the “Interscholastic”.

It is a competition for boys only. Gratifyingly, as we will see, the girls make waves at the national level, rather than at an equivalent to this junior event.

In 1892, the interscholastic tournament champion is one Malcolm Chace of the University Grammar School of Providence, Rhode Island. This school was somewhere down College Street - I can’t work out exactly where.


Pastime finds the concept of tennis as a school sport, let alone the subject of a national schools’ championship, absolutely baffling. England is hardly a hotbed of pedagogical innovation and this extends to physical education. Cricket, rugby, athletics and maybe fives, rackets and real tennis are the approved pursuits. Lawn tennis doesn’t get a look in for another 50 years or more.

The editorial is in favour of the interscholastic if nothing else because it is better in their eyes than baseball. However, the author goes on to question why tennis should not form a part of the sporting curriculum of British school. He makes a number of solid points but there is a sense that nothing will ever change the deep-seated conservatism of the British educational system.

 
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Henry Hub

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The ladies’ National Championships are held once more on the grounds of the Philadelphia CC at Wissahickon.

Harper’s Weekly cannot see an outcome other than Mabel Cahill defending her title unless Eleanor and Grace Roosevelt enter.


Unfortunately, neither of the sisters has a pop at the title in 1892. However, a dark horse emerges from New Jersey. Miss Bessie Moore has recently turned 16 and has won the ladies’ title at the Hohokus Valley Tennis Club every year since 1890. She is though a totally unknown quantity when it comes to championship tennis.

Bessie wallops her way to a string of easy wins. Her style is apparently similar to Lottie Dod’s, according to those who had witnessed both players. The story of the tournament, she comes back from a set down to win the All Comers’ Final and faces Mabel Cahill in the Challenge Round.

To the delight of the crowd, Moore takes a tight first set 7-5. However Cahill shrugs this off and wins the next two 3&4.

But of course, the US ladies’ challenge round is best of five sets. Moore has a lifeline and it is one that she exploits, taking the fourth 6-4. There is a particularly long break before the start of the fifth. When play eventually recommences, Cahill re-establishes her dominance, taking it easily by 6-2.

The crowd pour onto the court after the final shot. Maybe Pastime were right that you can tell a popular sport by its pitch invasions?

 

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Back to London or, more specifically, Beckenham. This Wimbledon lead-up event has a cracking field on the men’s side at least.


Ollie Campbell may have been unsuccessful against a Wimbledon champion up in Liverpool but he takes a hard-won victory against a future champion in the shape of Arthur Gore. Campbell’s run ends against the new baseliner extraordinaire, Chapman, who is in turn beaten by Barlow.

This sequence looks to continue in the final, as defending champion EG Meers goes two sets and 5-3 up. A poor call gets into the Covered Court champion’s head and he falls apart, Barlow taking the title in his regulation five sets.

Maud Shackle wins the ladies’ against Miss Jacks.
 

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I mentioned above that Grainger Chaytor was one of the coming men of European tennis. He is the next cab off the Pastime bio rank.


A barrister by trade, Chaytor is one of the few players to have the measure of Harry Barlow and is as prolific a doubles as singles champion.


Chaytor’s signature shot, as previously described, is a chop shot on the forehand that scoots through the court well under the radar. It is a shot that pays particularly well on a heavy court - to paraphrase the maxim about the poor Michael Schumacher, when it pours, Chaytor reigns.

Pastime casts an eye over the weather reports for the past few Wimbledons and puts Grainger (to co-opt a Tennis Podcast phrase) squarely in the mix.

Wimbledon kicks off at the end of June in absolutely blistering conditions.

Ah bugger, sighs Chaytor.
 

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Wimbledon 1892 is the first since 1879 not to feature a Renshaw. William has been strolling the links in Cannes for months and has no competitive interest in the game. Ernest is resting on his laurels after winning the Irish and, my God, does he deserve to.

William is of the same mind. Collared by a reporter after a hit at the All England, he is four square behind his brother’s decision.


Elsewhere, there is a new doubles team in the shape of Barlow and Lewis. Of more note is the Pim-Stoker partnership breaking up for Wimbledon, Stoker not making the trip this year. Pim decides to team up with the US champion, Ollie Campbell.
 
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Henry Hub

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Wimbledon may be Renshaw-less but the men’s draw is otherwise chockablock with talent. The Baddeleys, Pim, Lewis, Campbell, Barlow, Mahony, Eaves, Meers, Hillyard, Chapman, the elusive Harry Grove and Gore are among those who have entered for the 1892 event. AE Crawley, a future leading professional and coach makes a successful debut and Pastime marks him out as a player with potential.

Everything goes initially to form, no upsets being registered in the first couple of rounds. The ring-rusty Grove is the first to fall, having made a surprisingly good fist of his match against Harold Mahony.

The good matches then start to come quick and fast. There is a repeat of the Campbell-Gore contest from Beckenham. Pastime notes that Ollie’s game never settles against the busy baseliner of Dinard. Gore wins in straight sets, albeit with two 8-6 sets.

The meeting between Pim and Meers is apparently a highlights reel job, both men opting for all-out attack. Pim’s ability to paint the sidelines off both wings ends up being the difference in a thrilling match.
 

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As we get towards the business end of the men’s singles, Lewis knocks off Wilberforce Eaves easily, Mahony survives a ropy start before beating Gore in 4 and Pim comes out on top after a titanic struggle with Barlow.

Barlow has the Dublin man a set and a break down and has multiple points to win the second set. Pim gets himself out of this fix, including with a lucky net-cord to save a set point, and ultimately takes the match in four brutal sets.

The Oxford-Cambridge cricket match kicks off at Lord’s on Thursday 30 June. This drags would-be spectators from Worple Road, which is a shame as the weather is fine and the tennis is compelling. We are at the semi-final stage, the Centre Court hosting Chapman and Lewis at 4pm then Pim and Mahony.

Chapman’s length and power from the baseline in the first set is faultless. Lewis can’t build any kind of bridgehead against this game and loses the set 6-2. However, from that point Chapman loses his range, allowing Lewis to make advances into court and to start dominating from the net. The match becomes a formality, Lewis winning in 4.

The two Irishmen are onto court almost before Chapman and Lewis have packed up and left. Pim is in no mood to hang around. Passing Mahony over and over again with net-grazing, line-painting drives, he wins nine games on the trot to take the first set 6-1 and to go up 3-0 in the second.

To his credit, Harold fights back and the score ticks on to 10-10 before Pim makes the vital breakthrough. Mahony makes a huge effort in the third, winning five consecutive games to take it 6-2. He gets 2-1 up in the fourth before Pim goes on his own five game streak to win in 4.

 

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There’s no play on the Friday, which is a rest day for the finalists.

Saturday is a hot, sunny day but with a slight breeze. These perfect conditions allow Pim and Lewis to dish up one of the greatest Wimbledon matches to date. The finalists walk onto the Centre Court at 4:30 pm, after the first round matches in the ladies’ singles have concluded.

Lewis is on rare form and doesn’t let Pim get any rhythm in the first set, winning it 6-2 in 18 minutes. Pim raises his game in the second and the two play a set of glorious tennis before Lewis fires three consecutive passing shots to take it 7-5 in a rapid 26 minutes.

Pim must be thinking that his opponent’s purple patch is well past its expiry date. However, Lewis is still flashing that backhand to all corners of the court, protecting his forehand and volleying with style and finality. Pim’s length starts to wander but he hangs on.

Serving at 4-5 down, Pim puts a smash out of court - advantage and match point Lewis. One of the most famous points of 19th century tennis is then played out.


After Pim takes the set, the game is just about up for Lewis. He stages a comeback in the fifth but it is a lost cause. The Irishman wins a classic and books himself a repeat of the previous year’s ACF against the champion, Wilfred Baddeley.
 

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I completely forgot to add this photo of the All Comers’ Final between Lewis and Pim.


Do note Lewis in his knickerbockers on the left. The stark shadows give some sense of the beautiful conditions. Although called the centre court (usually in lower case at this time), there is no court on the right of the photo - the train track is behind those hedges.

It’s always curious to note that the court is marked out for singles only at this point - but of course, the doubles event has not yet begun.

Wimbledon may have allowed limited play on the Sabbath for its members but there’s no tournament play at all until the Monday.

It’s another fine day down on Worple Road as a couple of second round matches in the ladies’ singles are played as the amuse bouche before the men’s Challenge Round. Maud Shackle beats Miss Steedman but the real action is in the rematch of the Northern match between Blanche Hillyard and Louisa Martin. Unfortunately, the latter is under the weather but plays anyway. It seems a wise decision as she takes the first set 6-1. Blanche Hillyard relishes the challenge and ups her game, grimly plugging away from the baseline. She takes the second 6-3. The third is an even struggle, Hillyard only getting the break at 7-7 and serving it out.

Pim and Baddeley play their challenge round in front of over 2000 spectators. Pim doesn’t seem cowed by the beating he received from Baddeley at the Northern round robin event. He takes the first set 6-4.

However, his level of play is all over the place, at times brilliant and at others utterly wretched. Meanwhile, Wilfred is as consistent as ever, tracking down almost every ball and inviting Pim to hit ever more wildly. The young Englishman takes the second 6-3. We are one set all with 45 minutes on the clock.

Baddeley noses in front in the third. Just as in his match against Renshaw in 1891, once in the lead, Baddeley does not play conservatively. Instead he trusts in the fundamental consistency of his game and essays a few flashy shots too, the intention clearly being to exert even greater pressure on the opponent. It works a treat, Baddeley taking the third 6-3.

He ramps up the pressure in the 4th still further. In no time he sits at 5-1 up and duly closes out the set and match for the loss of one more game, the final shot being a passing shot whipped down and onto the line on the onrushing Pim’s forehand wing. The final two sets take a whisker under 35 minutes.

Pastime duly provides a breakdown of the match.

 
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Henry Hub

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The doubles event kicks off around the same time. Contrary to Pastime’s pre-tournament reporting, there is no Pim-Campbell pairing. Instead, the US champion is paired up with George Hillyard, Mahony exercises rights of first refusal on his countryman.

Hillyard is having a magnificent year at the cricket crease. If only the same could be said for his tennis form. After being earmarked as one to watch at the end of 1891, he has had a season to forget on court. Campbell must have been cursing that he ended up with the future Wimbledon secretary on his dance-card.

The pair get through their first round - though, to be fair, they do have a bye. In the second round they have a tough draw against the newly constituted partnership of Lewis and Barlow. Hillyard’s tennis is nothing but abject and, despite Ollie striving manfully (Pastime reports that he “showed good form”), they are downed in straight sets.
 

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The day after the men’s challenge round is a wash-out so hostilities only recommence on the Wednesday. The weather has changed completely, windy and grey conditions replacing the scorching days of the previous week.

The ladies’ All Comers’ Final is between Maud Shackle and Blanche Hillyard. To precisely nobody’s surprise, Blanche adopts her usual tactics of galloping around her suspect backhand and bashing the ball at the top of its bounce into Maud Shackle’s backhand corner. Shackle is ambidextrous, taking the ball one-handed on each side, but her left handed shot is certainly the weaker of the two and Hillyard duly guzzles up the first set 6-1. Though Shackle probably should have won the second, Hillyard takes it 6-4.

In the men’s doubles, Gore and Palmer have done the tournament committee a favour by scratching their second round match against Lewis and Barlow when no play is possible on the Tuesday. The bloodless victors duly take on Pim and Mahony in the All Comers’ Final.

It’s an absolute belter of a match. The quality is top-notch, right from the off. Dublin’s finest (albeit with Mahony now in residence in West Brompton) take the first set 10-8 and the Englishmen the second 6-3. There’s more brilliant play in the third, the Irishmen being pegged back to equity after being in a commanding position at 5-2 up. Undaunted, some magisterial work from Pim in particular sees them home at 7-5.

Pastime describes the last two sets better than I can.


What a treat for the crowd. Drive volleying from Pim (described as incredibly unusual), Lewis diving into the crowd after retrieving a ball at full pelt, an impossible shot for Barlow - this one has it all. Remarkably, the Englishmen end up as the victors, earning the scratch pair a tilt at the Baddeley twins for the Championship.
 

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If it was windy on the Wednesday, it’s nothing compared with Thursday. A veritable gale is blowing as Dod and Hillyard take the court.

Dod’s reversal against Martin in Dublin is looking more and more like the most extraordinary aberration. She absolutely pastes Hillyard. Her forehand is as lethal as ever but her backhand is the shot that grabs everyone’s attention, being enormously improved from previous Wimbledons. Just in case Hillyard was hoping for a chink in the armour, Dod throws in a pretty much faultless volleying game that The Field describe as “something to see”.

Dod’s latest Championship comes at the tariff of 6-1 6-1.
 
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Henry Hub

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The tournament committee is unaccountably caught flat-footed by the brevity of Dod’s win. There’s a lengthy delay before they greet the arrival of the defending doubles champions, the Baddeley twins, and Lewis and Barlow.

The wind howls around the court and seems to put the players off a little. Barlow is the worst offender but Wilfred Baddeley throws in a double fault and Lewis ends up shipping a bunch of shots into the bottom of the net as the twins win the first 6-4.

Barlow ups his game in the second set, while Lewis figures out how to lob in the gusty conditions. They force the tempo, running the Baddeleys around the court and Lewis finding his deadly touch at the net. The challengers take the set 6-2 in 18 minutes.

The third set is the pivotal one. The pairs are evenly matched throughout, the singles champion earning plaudits from the crowd with his Djokovic-like ability to track down and return apparent lost causes. In the end though, it is all for naught as Lewis and Barlow break Herbert’s serve to clinch the set 8-6 in 22 minutes.

The brothers make a strong start to the fourth, leading 3-1 at one point. Back come their opponents, squaring up the scores before eventually taking the set and the match 6-4.
 
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Henry Hub

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The sporting papers commend the scratch partnership, which seems to have been completely the opposite of the well-oiled machine of the Baddeleys. Instead, Barlow is always in Lewis’s way, each player doesn’t really seem to have a handle on where his partner is on the court and their play is really up and down.

In any event, it is an enormously well-deserved triumph for two of the most prominent nearly men of early tennis and must have been hugely popular. In fact, the only thing Pastime levels any criticism at is the umpiring in the final.


The umpire is unsure about a ball and, instead of trusting his linesman (who says he was unsighted), he orders a let to be played. Pastime protests that this is not in the laws and that play should have continued, absent a linesman’s call. It does expose the lack of an overrule right for umpires at this time, where they doubt the linesman’s call.
 

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The top English players are increasingly found to be playing Slazenger’s rackets.

As part of its retrospective after the Championships, Pastime reports that 3 of the 4 semi-finalists in the men’s All Comers’ competition used a Slazenger. Since the Lewis-Pim ACF was between two Slazenger users, said three players would have been Pim, Lewis and Mahony, meaning that Chapman uses a different manufacturer (I’m not sure right now which one, though I get a nagging sense I have seen something on this).

Unfortunately for Ralph, his stick ends up on the losing side of the Challenge Round, with the Ayres-wielding Baddeley retaining his title.

 

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Elsewhere, there are more changes announced to the Wimbledon schedule.

Conscious of the disruption caused to attendance by competing events (such as the Oxford-Cambridge cricket match at Lord’s over the first weekend of the 1892 event), the committee has resolved to hold the men’s singles from 10 July onwards, with the doubles and ladies’ singles starting a week later.


There is also a stern reminder that Wimbledon does not sell used tournament balls to the general public as the club’s members get first dibs - how very different to today!

Concerns are later evinced at the change in the Wimbledon schedule, Pastime proposing an earlier rather than later start, an approach that is adopted today.

 

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We get a great little bio of Joshua Pim after the players have departed south-west London. His laconic style and imperturbable character are his signature attributes, while his footwork and deceptive speed are only rivalled by Ernest Renshaw. Pim’s garden rake of a ‘tache is also pretty special.

Many stories are told over the next 40 years of Pim’s uncommon ability to hit his groundstrokes consistently and powerfully only millimetres above the net.

Pim is at this time a house surgeon at the Jervis-street Hospital, now the Jervis Shopping Centre in North Dublin.


 
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Henry Hub

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Pastime doesn’t have far to look to find the subject of their next biography. HAB Chapman is the latest in the short list of 1870s-1890s top-flight baseliners. Again, Pastime stresses that Lawford should not be bundled together with Chipp, Avory, Bowlby et al, noting that Lawford was only too happy to charge up and volley or smash when it was the right play.

Chapman really breaks the mould when it comes to the background of leading tennis players. Unlike the endless line of Harrow-educated rackets players we’ve seen to date, Chapman played his rackets at Eton. Radical stuff.

While the other baseline grinders possessed Wilander-like games that were anathema to spectators, Chapman injects Courier-like power to his shots. He does this without apparently ever opening his shoulders on his strokes, getting all his considerable pace and accuracy with a punchy swing of his forearm. This abbreviated style precludes touch shots such as lobs, drop shots and volleys.

He seems a thoroughly good sort, sportsmanlike to a fault and irrepressibly cheerful on court.

 

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As we move into the holiday swing (editorial on same on its way), Jackson pens an editorial on tennis in Germany and The Netherlands.


Baron von Fichard’s latest edition of “Das Handbuch des Lawn-tennis Spieles” comes under the beady eyes of the Paternoster Square crew. Pastime is a fervent supporter of any and all tennis evangelists (cf Dr James Dwight), so it’s no surprise that Bobby von F’s magnum opus gets rave reviews.

Frustratingly, I don’t have any edition of his book - the content described in the editorial seems fascinating, particularly the extract from Daniel Martin’s 1637 book that recounts a discussion between real tennis players.

As previously touched upon, Pastime credits Robert Laming as the prime mover of all things tennis in The Netherlands, though the investment of the Scheveningen tournament committee in new concrete courts is approvingly noted.

Shortly thereafter, a new tennis tournament is announced at the Casino at Spa in Belgium. Unusually, the prizes on offer are works of art.

 

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Back in England, the London Championship and Queen’s Cup competitions are both held at Queen’s. The big news is the return to action of one William Renshaw in the men’s doubles and singles handicap.

The golf convert also plays a spot of exhibition tennis with his most recent successor as Wimbledon singles champion, Wilfred Baddeley.


As you might expect, if you’ve followed the comings and goings to Cannes over the previous years, William teams up with Harry Grove in the men’s doubles. They win a round but then are easy meat for the new partnership of Lewis and Eaves in the second.

Renshaw’s appearance in the singles handicap is his first for two years. He doesn’t last long, conceding 15.3 to the Wimbledon Hon Sec, Arthur Chitty, and losing in three. Pastime welcomes the ex-champion’s return even while noting that he is much more inconsistent than in his prime.

 

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Queen’s does not only showcase the return of an ex-champion. It also heralds, albeit without much fanfare, the debut of another legend of the game.


The Ealing LTC is a relatively short journey away from Barons Court. Some of its more prominent members enter for the Queen’s events. CH Martin, no relation of Louisa as far as I know, is a name to remember as one of the second rank of Irish 1890s and 1900s players.

The superstar however is Charlotte “Chattie” Cooper. She enters pretty much every event and goes deep in all of them.

She wins the ladies’ handicap, is a finalist in the All Comer’s (losing against her future bête noire, Edith Austin), a semi-finalist in the Queen’s Cup (losing against Mrs Draffen) and makes the final of the mixed doubles before gathering darkness puts paid to any hopes of play.

Pastime introduces its readers to her game and marks her out as one to watch.


One of her would-be opponents in that aborted mixed final is Harold Mahony. As previously mentioned, Mahony is fascinated by the technical and strategic possibilities of the game (not that he ever takes any of his own lessons when it comes to his famously awful forehand) and is one of the great serve and volleyers of the age.

It is entirely possible that the tall Irishman watched Cooper’s early matches and understood the potential of her attacking game. She is that rarest of beasts in early ladies’ tennis - a capable volleyer. Mahony wastes no time in persuading her to form one of the most productive mixed doubles partnerships in Wimbledon history.
 
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As we move into the holiday swing (editorial on same on its way), Jackson pens an editorial on tennis in Germany and The Netherlands.


Baron von Fichard’s latest edition of “Das Handbuch des Lawn-tennis Spieles” comes under the beady eyes of the Paternoster Square crew. Pastime is a fervent supporter of any and all tennis evangelists (cf Dr James Dwight), so it’s no surprise that Bobby von F’s magnum opus gets rave reviews.

Frustratingly, I don’t have any edition of his book - the content described in the editorial seems fascinating, particularly the extract from Daniel Martin’s 1637 book that recounts a discussion between real tennis players.

As previously touched upon, Pastime credits Robert Laming as the prime mover of all things tennis in The Netherlands, though the investment of the Scheveningen tournament committee in new concrete courts is approvingly noted.

Shortly thereafter, a new tennis tournament is announced at the Casino at Spa in Belgium. Unusually, the prizes on offer are works of art.

Great to see The Dutch progress and trust of beating the English one day. Therfore winner of Duch championship could only be a Dutch man.
 

Henry Hub

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In the other events, Campbell makes a decent showing, especially when it comes to his deadly touch at the net. However, his stupendous number of double faults drives Pastime to distraction - what isn’t mentioned is that Ollie’s serve would trail behind a milk float, so there’s absolutely no excuse for this failing.


Lewis gets revenge on Pim for his Wimbledon loss, taking the London Championships final in 5 exhausting sets. Meanwhile, Pim and Mahony come back from 2 sets down to win a wildly popular victory against the Baddeleys in the doubles final.
 

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The next bio appearing in the pages of Pastime is that of George Hillyard.


Hillyard is quite a physical specimen, standing 6ft 2in tall and weighing in at 13 stone 6lbs (188lbs) - probably a good share of which is down to his prodigious moustache. In an era of sub-six footers who rarely tip the scales much above 11 stone (154lbs), George is a heavyweight.

His singles and doubles career really commenced in earnest after he married Blanche Hillyard, the two of them being the most formidable husband and wife tennis partnership I can think of. His on-court successes to date are listed by Pastime but it’s really his other pursuits that makes Hillyard so noteworthy at this time, whether that’s his time in the Navy or his cricketing pedigree.

Alongside the Doherty brothers, Hillyard is one of the few subjects of Pastime’s biographies whose most significant achievements lie in the future.

On court, Hillyard and his partner Wilberforce Eaves are the first pair on the eastern shore of the Atlantic to find themselves on the receiving end of the new American kick serve. This was in a doubles match at Wimbledon in 1901, their opponents being Holcombe Ward and Dwight Davis (of eponymous Cup fame). The Americans had played some practice matches up at the Hillyards’ place in Thorpe Satchville the previous week - but had kept their new weapon under wraps until the match pictured below.


Hillyard is receiving serve in the photo. According to US publication Golf and Lawn Tennis in 1901, his cricketing abilities were on full view as he tried to get a racket on the wildly veering ball and knocked it off the side of court. Incidentally, @Arrie , I think you asked about the history of unusual doubles positions on a Facebook page - suggest you take a look at the second page below.


Before finally hanging up his boots, Hillyard succeeds in winning a 1908 Olympic gold in doubles with Reggie Doherty.

Ideally suited to administrative roles with his military bearing, stentorian tones and willingness to put in a serious shift at work or play, Commander Hillyard rockets up the pole at the All England Club where he serves as Honorary Secretary and then tournament director of the Championships. As Bruce Tarran’s book, “The Man who Moved Wimbledon” details (it pains me to admit that I don’t have a copy), Hillyard is the driving force behind the club’s relocation to Church Road and the enormously costly development project that results in today’s site.

He serves his time in the high chair, umpiring countless important matches at Wimbledon and elsewhere. He is the man tasked with umpiring the Match of the Century between Lenglen and Wills at Cannes in 1926, quelling a near revolt when he orders the match to be continued after the crowd and players think Lenglen has won.

While running Wimbledon, he also has the misfortune of getting caught up in “L’affaire Lenglen” when an unfortunate series of misunderstandings and miscommunications results in the French star’s retirement from Wimbledon in 1926, never to return.

Last but not least, Hillyard is the author of an essential early text on tennis, “Forty Years of First Class Lawn Tennis”.
 

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Hillyard might have had to deal with the demands and tirades of the Tildens and Lenglens but provincial tournament referees must have snorted with derision at his workload.

There are few Pastime editorials that shine such a humorous light on 19th century tennis as this one. Alan Mills never had to deal with truculent mothers of his lady competitors…

 

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One such referee is Bonham Carter Evelegh, who wanders around the UK taking on tournament burdens that would cause a lesser man to cower.

In Nottingham, he gets the icing on the cake - horrific weather. Luckily, he is blessed with a bunch of canny competitors who can adapt to all conditions.

One man presages the famous photo of Jimmy Connors sheltering at the baseline under a brolly. The ladies go one step further by actually playing in their mackintoshes.


Evelegh is also fortunate that Irish players have entered for his event. Though Grainger Chaytor, the master of pluvial conditions, is not present, Frank Stoker is on a tennis tour of the Midlands. He weathers the numerous storms and takes the title.
 

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Talking of Irish players, there is sombre news from Dublin.

The young Dublin University player, Arthur Ashe, has died suddenly. A player of rich promise, he was surely destined to be the next cab off the ranks of the great Irish players.


Both Arthur Ashes die far too young, a few months more than a centenary apart.
 

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We are now on the final lap of Ollie Campbell’s European Vacation. We’ll come back to him before he strolls up the gangplank.

Around the country there are the usual tennis anecdotes and oddities that Pastime seizes upon in its weekly Varia section.

For example, we learn about the continuing trend of lady umpires, with Maud Shackle this time paying her dues in the arbiter’s throne.


At the same event down in Richmond (the Surrey championships), May Langrishe makes her first competitive appearance of the year. The veteran plays in the ladies doubles and the mixed and takes a hiding in both, the sports pages politely suggesting that a little more time on the practice court might be in order.

We saw above that Robert Laming and his fellow tennis evangelists in The Netherlands are keen to entice as many English players over as possible for the Scheveningen tournament.

Well, they are on a hiding to nothing as far as Pastime is concerned if they insist on starting at 9:30am every day - an Englishman will barely be awake by then let alone making inroads into his heavily stacked plate of bacon, eggs and kippers. Being on court at such an ungodly hour is practically unthinkable. The legendary Anglo-Saxon work ethic demands a tee-off time of no earlier than midday.

 
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Back in 1886 (or, in the Interstellar-like, alternative timeline of this grind through 19th century tennis, March 2024), we touched on the question of who won a point when a serve was tonked off one’s partner (a common complaint among my social mixed doubles partners).

http://tt.tennis-warehouse.com/index.php?threads/really-ancient-history.246089/post-17987187

Joshua Pim has taken a leaf out of his compatriot Mahony’s playbook as he exploits a quasi-loophole in the rules. More by accident than design, one suspects, he launches an Exocet serve straight at the receiver’s partner. The astonished recipient fends off the delivery, losing the point in the process.

Never passing up the opportunity to stuff an anecdote into their Varia section (and god bless them for this), Pastime reports this tactic or, more likely, fluke like Pim has cracked the code to the Kobayashi Maru.

 

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Said target of the (misdirected?) Pim serve may well have muttered dark words with his partner in the direction of the Lansdowne man at the clubhouse bar after their game. However, any injury he sustained is most likely to his pride.

Contrast this to the outright ornithological carnage that a volley causes up at the Hampstead Cricket Club ground.


I cannot recall if I included this before but the avian bodycount reported over the years in tennis papers would make Sir David Attenborough wince.
 

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The Chiswick Park tournament is helmed by Ernest Lewis in 1892. He has been on the committee for years, including upon the controversial introduction of the Slazenger ball in 1887.

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Lewis the referee has a baptism of fire in 1892. The weather is atrocious across the British Isles in late July and early August, with endless heavy rain causing havoc to tournament schedules. At one point, the 15 courts of the Chiswick Park LTC are all deep under water, a condition that even Grainger Chaytor might consider unplayable.

Lewis wins the event with a rapid dismissal of his Covered Courts conqueror, EG Meers. Maud Shackle has an equally straightforward task against Edith Austin, the latter’s medium-paced slice shots sitting up to be bashed away by the ambidextrous Shackle’s twin forehands. Austin defeated Charlotte Cooper in the ACF, Pastime noting Cooper’s excellent all round play and her “remarkably firm and well placed” volleying.
 

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Leamington Spa lives to regret its fluvial name in 1892. The weather in this pleasant little town over the course of its 3 day tournament is heinous. The rain ceaselessly barrages the Jephson Gardens courts for a day and a half, preventing any play and resulting in an enormous backlog of matches.

In essence, the event becomes a one day tournament on which the following events must be started and finished: men’s singles (Open, 1st class handicap and 2nd class handicap); ladies’ singles (Open and Handicap); mixed doubles (handicap); men’s doubles (handicap); Warwickshire men’s singles; Warwickshire men’s doubles (handicap); and men’s veteran singles (yes another handicap).

Luckily BC Evelegh, the doyen of referees, is on hand to chivvy on the players. The players themselves roll up their sleeves, eschew their usual elevenses and bustle onto court at 9am, putting those late risers at Scheveningen to shame. The last match finishes at 9pm in the gathering darkness. Among the players are Pim, Barlow, Eaves, Chaytor, Miss Templeman and Mrs Pickering (the last two being names featuring repeatedly over the next decade).

In order to expedite proceedings, many of the events are played on a “first set wins” basis, while others are played best of three sets but first to four games for each set.

The curiosities don’t end there. The contestants of the all comers’ final in the men’s singles, Chaytor and Barlow, elect not to play their match, with the former withdrawing in favour of the latter. However this is on the condition that the two will play the ACF later in the year, resulting in the possibility that the Leamington title could be held by the eventual loser of the ACF.

In the end, Pim comes to the rescue of tennis historians by beating Barlow for his third title, taking permanent possession of the cup.
 
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Although Leamington is not refereed by Jackson, the Pastime editor feels the need to chime in sympathetically on the emergency arrangements. It also gives Pa the opportunity once more to rail against the most objectionable personalities he encounters when helming tournaments.


The madcap scramble to get Leamington finished on schedule does have its benefits, primarily to Pastime’s Varia desk.


Mrs Horncastle plays 156 games in a 12 hour stint at Jephson Gardens. Unlike Isner and Mahut (whose 183 games, lest we forget, took 3 days to eventually complete), Mrs Horncastle doesn’t get a little blue plaque beside the gardens to commemorate her feat.

Mahony manages a mere 154 games in a day when he rocks up late to Leicester the following week, which gets close to Harry Grove’s 167-game effort at Chiswick Park in 1886. Both of them fall short of CP Hayes, who knocked off 176 games in a day at St. Leonard’s.

Mrs Horncastle (later Viscountess Horncastle) is a stalwart of Essex tennis, playing ceaselessly around the UK and Europe from the late 1880s to around 1905. Her record above still stands when the subject of most games in a day is revisited 10 years later.

She is married to Walter Radcliffe Horncastle. He is one of the founders and the captain of the Connaught Club, a Viscount of the Kingdom of Portugal, a Knight of the Crown of Italy, first Mayor of Hackney and, according to “Amateur Sport Illustrated”, a “remarkably active man for his size and weight”.


Horncastle dies of a heart attack in Bournemouth in January 1908. The Horncastles’ home, Taymouth House, a pile on Amhurst Road backing onto Hackney Downs is later sold and demolished, the foundations probably now lying under one of the housing developments on the road.
 

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While we are vaguely on the subject of Harold Mahony, the Irish beanpole follows up his marathon Friday at Leicester by winning the whole thing, thrashing a woefully sub-par Pim in the challenge round 6-1 6-2 6-1.

Here’s a bio of Mahony and a rich subject indeed does he make.


A tall man, he goes onto court in trousers the length of pedal pushers that appear never to have felt an iron. At another tournament in summer 1892, the crowd was amazed to see him in new, clean clothes and much was the dismay when he took a tumble in the muddy courts.

He is fascinated by the technical elements of the game but cannot implement his own teachings. There are colourful descriptions of his backhand and smash in Pastime’s bio. What they omit are his yips on the forehand. He overthinks the shot and the swing is forced. He also crowds the ball, once complaining that a “yoke of oxen” couldn’t drag him a proper distance from the ball.
 

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Ollie Campbell, the US National Champion, has had a disappointing trip to Europe.

His form in Cannes was mediocre but this could have been down to a rough crossing to Europe over winter and a lack of consistent play, the champion electing to go on a yachting holiday for a month.

His play in England was an improvement but still inconsistent. He was unlucky to twist his ankle in Dublin, taking him out of the Irish. He showed some glimpses of his abilities at the Northern invitational event and Beckenham but the lasting memory of the pre-holiday events was his capitulation against Arthur Gore at Wimbledon.

The courts at Queen’s were initially to his liking but, there again, he did not make a deep run. In practice matches, he seems to hold his own and Pastime’s view is that, but for his deplorable tendency to double fault once or twice a game, he has a sound game with his volleying being a world class shot.

There is also a sense that the wet conditions have prevented Campbell from showing his full potential. The English tennis press and public are therefore keen for the American to finally have a crack at a dry, high-bouncing court.

Newcastle is not an obvious choice for such a location. The Northumberland County tournament is played at the Constabulary Ground on Osborne Avenue in Jesmond. This is nowadays the home ground of the Newcastle Cricket Club.


The weather in tournament week 1892 is not as glorious as Google Street View would suggest but it is generally fine and dry. The big draw for the week is Ernest Renshaw who plays a bunch of events, including beating Campbell relatively easily in the singles handicap where Renshaw owes half 15.

Undeterred, Campbell teams up with Mahony in the doubles and the scratch pair end up winning the thing.
 

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Flush with long overdue success on European shores, Ollie is due to head back to America by mail steamer on Wednesday 3 August. However there is a late timetable change which means his return voyage is pushed back to Saturday the 6th.

Rather than going shopping or popping up to the Harry Potter Experience, Campbell enters for the Exmouth tournament and prays for good weather.

Exmouth has missed out on all of the terrible weather of July, which has left the courts bone dry and inconsistently bouncing. Welcome news to an all-out serve and volleyer with a suspect baseline game.


Campbell shines in these conditions. He enters a number of events though unfortunately has to scratch from all but one, having a boat to catch. He goes deep in all of them first, though.

Most notably, he reaches the semis of the singles without losing a set before withdrawing and forms a successful partnership in the doubles with his Newcastle conqueror, Ernest Renshaw. The two greats don’t lose a set until the final, where they come through in an epic 5 setter against the Irishmen Tommy Chaytor and Boyd.

Hopefully satisfied that he has redeemed the cost of the trip, Ollie takes his leave from his new tennis colleagues and returns on a Liverpool mail steamer to the US. His Newport title defence begins in only a few weeks.
 

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Pastime passes on a US journal’s take on Campbell’s tour.


Pa Jackson has a different view on the American’s game, as set out in another helpful bio.


The final couple of slides are the most interesting. Ollie’s stature is typical of the period, being 5ft 11 and 10st 8lbs (148lbs). Picking up the torch from the late Henry Ditson, he is the staunchest defender of American tennis and is keen for his new tennis mates to take a US tour.

I enjoy the remark that Campbell is quaint (usually an epithet that goes the other way across the Atlantic!) with the manners of a 40-year old.
 

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Anticipating that Campbell may have played the odd handicap event during his time abroad and hoping to finally give this part of the game its big break in the US, James Dwight writes an article on handicapping in “Sport, Music and the Drama”, the official journal of the USNLTA.


It’s a bit of a doomed exercise - handicap events never take off in a big way in the US in the 19th century.
 

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Caspar Whitney, owner and editor of US journal “Outing” and champion of all amateur sport, is a full-throated supporter of Ollie Campbell. He may have been outraged by pejorative descriptions of Campbell in UK print, who knows, but Whitney is aghast by what he sees as disrespectful treatment of the US Champion.

After Arthur Gore beats Campbell handily at Wimbledon, Whitney wisely notes the important role that local conditions play for tourists. He rather unfairly then accuses the Wimbledon crowds for partisan behaviour. As we have seen, the Worple Road crowd can barely summon a golf clap let alone anything more passionate in matches.


Frankly, Whitney’s credibility is rather undermined when he states that he has it “on the best authority” that there is no chance of Henry Slocum Jr participating at Newport. Must have been news to Slocum, who duly enters for the championship.


Whitney raises an interesting point in the course of his indignant rant above. To his mind, the US champion should be entitled not to have to play through at Wimbledon, no different than the Wimbledon champion. Instead, a separate match between the champions for the year should be arranged, presumably just after the Challenge Round.

It’s an interesting suggestion but the Irish contingent would probably have a few things to say about their relative rankings with the Americans. I suppose it’s not a million miles off the ATP year ends, with all the top players facing off.

Whitney doesn’t mention the friendlies and Northern invitational matches between Campbell and Baddeley for some reason.
 

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The primary US circuit winds its way around the north east and mid-Atlantic regions.

EL (Eddie) Hall wins the Westchester CC invitational. Old moneybags Richard Stevens is crowned Middle States champion at Orange, NJ. Fred Hovey disentwines himself from Harvard baseball long enough to take the Neighborhood Club title. Sammy Chase wins the Western title in Chicago.

Meanwhile Hobart is upset by Smith at Philadelphia, his first loss outside the National Challenge Round since 1890. This is chalked up as a one-off.

A strong field assembles at the Longwood Cricket Club in Boston, including many of the above. Phil Sears gets battered by Chase, Whitney immediately dismissing him as a contender for national honours. Robert (Bob) Wrenn is the Harvard champion and he plays his predecessor, Quincy Shaw. Wrenn has barely any trouble with the alumnus.

Tobin and Hubbard are two Californians whom we will see more of later in the year. They play each other with Hubbard winning easily. The crowd smell a rat, not least because the winner is due to play Wrenn that afternoon. Their misgivings are probably confirmed as Hubbard defeats local favourite Wrenn.

Hubbard then gets his comeuppance in the semi-final against the other Harvard man, Hovey. The latter defeated FS Noon, an Englishman who was a regular at UK tournaments in recent years and had emigrated earlier in 1892. In the other semi-final, interscholastic champion (see above) Malcolm Chace defeats near-namesake Chase of Chicago.

The final is hardly competitive but Chace has certainly marked himself out as quite the prodigy. Hovey takes the title in five sets against Eddie Hall. Fred is cementing his place as one of the favourites for Newport.
 
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What else is going on? Well there’s the Northwestern Tournament at the Hotel St Louis by Lake Minnetonka, now in its fifth year. This well-attended event is played on courts that sit on the floor of a natural amphitheatre, perfect for spectators. There’s an interesting passage below about the prospects of tennis in the (Mid-)West.


The doubles champions of the West in 1892 are Ryerson and Carver. They will face off at Newport against Valentine and Eddie Hall after the brothers win the Eastern title at Saratoga. Now, one thing that Whitney shares with “Pa” Merrihew (but not “Pa” Jackson) is a blind spot for typos and inaccuracies. For example, the references to “Wimbleton” above and the “Beynell-Wild” (aka Bagnall Wilde) method below. So it’s with the tiniest grain of salt that I note that the Eastern doubles finalists are reported to be a pair of Spanish brothers, the Agelastos. This would be the first prominent tournament performance for Spanish tennis players.

 

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The New York State championship features a collapse reminiscent of Lewis’s shocker against Pim at Wimbledon.
Fred Hovey enters the final round as the red hot favourite against Percy Knapp, although the doughty grinder had received plaudits after defeating ex-champion Henry Slocum jr in the semis.

Hovey is two set up and flying. He charges to 5-1 40-15 in the third. Knapp throws up a weak lob and Hovey is there to smash it away. Somehow he contrives to miss the easy put-away and the match turns. Knapp plugs away, digging himself back into the match and by the time we get to the 5th Hovey’s head has completely gone.

 

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The Nahant invitational is the final warm-up event before Newport for most of the top US players. Hovey, Eddie Hall, Clarence Hobart, Sammy Chase, the Californian Hubbard, Phil Sears, Quincy Shaw and young Malcolm Chace all accept their places in the event.

For the first time there is a 3-way tie, Hall, Hobart and Chace all finishing with the same record. After a quick play-off, Hall takes the title, a much needed shot in the arm after his performance at Longwood.

Hovey prefers a low-bouncing grass court to the Nahant club’s dirt courts and is off-form. Both Chase and Sears lose every match, an ill omen for their chances at Newport. Hobart on the other hand has been trying to do bolt on a volleying game to his baseline strengths and this finally pays off at Nahant.
 

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Ollie Campbell is back on American shores in mid-August. The absence of a single clear-cut challenger to his title must have pleased him, while he must have derived no little confidence from his recent form in Newcastle and Exmouth.

Campbell has not spent the crossing playing shuffleboard or exploring the darkest reaches of the ship’s drinks cabinet. No, he has instead penned an intriguing article on the differences between US and English tennis.

Harper’s adds illustrations of the Baddeleys, Pim and Lewis. These are based on the photos in the pages of Pastime, giving average US tennis fans their first glimpse of the players about whom they have read so much. Herbert Baddeley’s right eye seems to have gone full Bowie, though…


Campbell makes it clear up front that British/Irish top level play is of a higher standard than the equivalent in the US. However he rightly points to local conditions as being a major factor in exacerbating or minimising, as the case may be, this imbalance.

The advantages of the British that Campbell lists are repeated throughout the next ten years so they merit familiarisation:
  1. Class. The top British players are generally independently wealthy and therefore can afford to devote more time to the game, including travelling in numbers to winter tennis destinations such as Cannes. He is absolutely correct here- but there are exceptions, the most prominent being the Baddeleys and Barlow on the British side, virtually every Irish player and Richard Stevens among the US players. The Irish contingent are notably absent in the South of France.
  2. Age. As noted above, while British players often play into their 30s and even 40s, the typical US tennis career in this era generally peters out upon graduation from college. The British and Irish continue to play wherever their work holidays allow. The Baddeleys are articled clerks at their dad’s law firm. Their old man, perhaps mindful that his twins have recently lost their mum, lets Wilfred and Herbert take leave pretty much whenever they fancy a week of tennis. US players are, by and large, less fortunate with their holiday entitlements.
  3. Longer summer days. We can all picture matches on the Wimbledon back courts lasting well into the evening, with the shadows lengthening across the increasingly dewy turf as the clock heads towards 9pm. I always took these long evenings as a given until I spent a summer in the US. Campbell sees this as a definite advantage for the British. However, by this logic, pretty much every grand slam trophy should currently be residing on mantelpieces in Anchorage, Trondheim and Reykjavik.
  4. Greater power and accuracy. Campbell claims that easy shots are almost never missed by Englishmen. Ernest Lewis (W 1892) and Harry Barlow (W 1889) evidently didn’t get a chance to proof this passage.
 

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Shortly after Ollie returns to the US tennis fold, Manliffe Goodbody (for some reason referred to as F. Goodbody) takes him up on his challenge to British and Irish players to compete on foreign shores.
Although Goodbody will arrive too late for Newport, he intends to enter tournaments later in the season.
With their eyes on the US in the run-up to Newport, Pastime seizes on this article on ladies’ tennis in America.
Having grown up playing on grass courts, I too can boast of having become “vernal as to the knees in the matter of grass-stain” after trying out a few Becker-like dives. My elbows and shirt didn’t escape a good helping of vernality either.
 

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The young Harvard player and future last line of American tennis resistance Bob Wrenn enters for the Mossley Hall Cup at Bar Harbor.

To the astonishment of pretty much everyone apart from Bob himself, this rank outsider comes through against more fancied opponents in the shape of Valentine Hall and Sammy Chase to earn a final against Eddie Hall.

Amazingly, he then defeats the Nahant winner, thereby elbowing his way onto an already pretty lengthy shortlist of possible Newport winners.

The hedge on Caspar Whitney’s bets for Newport is about the size of the one on the Bathurst estate. He surveys the field and courageously pulls out five favourites and four possible contenders for the All-Comers - so about a seventh of the draw.


Whitney’s top picks are Eddie Hall, Fred Hovey, ex-champion Slocum, Clarence Hobart and Percy Knapp. In the next rank he selects Malcolm Chace, Richard Stevens and the young tyros Bill Larned and Bob Wrenn. Ultimately, he sees none of these players putting up a meaningful challenge to Campbell.

Here are some of the players he lists, along with a photo of matches in progress on the courts abutting the Casino.


By the way, there’s a couple of curiosities in that photo above. First, note that the courts are marked out for singles and yet Wright & Ditson or whoever is providing the nets have only sent doubles nets with the singles sticks.

Second, what is the role of the seated gent with his back to us at the net of the further court? Is he the umpire? I can’t make out an umpire on the opposite end of the net - but he isn’t in the usual high chair. Maybe he has vertigo? If he’s not the umpire, is he a net judge? If so, that’s a pretty radical departure from court personnel to date.
 
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The bloated Newport field of 70 is whittled down quickly. Whitney complains that most of these “players” are only motivated by getting free admittance to the Casino for the week of the tournament.

Big names falling in the first round are Chace, who is outlasted by Knapp, RP Huntington Jr, the once highly fancied Phil Sears and the veteran JS Clark. Clark loses against Budlong, the Interscholastic finalist.

The second round is really where the fun starts.

The aperitif is the match between Henry Slocum Jr and William Larned. Larned is the great tennis hope of Cornell University but he is not seriously reckoned to have a ghost of a chance against the resurgent ex-champion.

Larned gives us a flavour of the years to come as his powerful groundstrokes keep Slocum on the defensive, well away from his natural home at the net. Larned wins in 4.
 

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If that match was the aperitif, the following one is a 15-course Tudor banquet. Percy Knapp, grinder extraordinaire, takes on the grittiest of all underdogs, Bob Wrenn.

Now, you might remember that a new record for the longest men’s singles match at the USO was set this year, Dan Evans and Karen Khachanov battling away for 5 hours and 35 minutes. This took the record from Michael Chang and an uncontrollably double-faulting Stefan Edberg, whose 1992 error-fest of a semi-final lasted 5 hours and 26 minutes.

According to the US Open website, Wikipedia and other authorities, the third longest is the memorable Sinner-Alcaraz ding-dong of 2022 (5 hrs 15 minutes) then a 5 hour 9 minute contest between Sargis Sargsian and Nicolas Massu in 2004.

Nowhere on this list do we find the Knapp-Wrenn match of 1892. Which is doing these two a serious disservice, as it comes in at 5 hours and 15 minutes.

Bear in mind that a 2 hour match in the 19th century is considered a marathon. This really is the Isner-Mahut match of the early days of tennis - and yet it has disappeared from history.

Wrenn upsets the odds by taking a five set win against the exhausted Knapp, with the final set being almost a walkover. On the basis that a 6-1 set takes at most 15 minutes in the 1890s, that could mean the first four sets took 5 hours. Even if they include the break before the fifth set and any other interruptions during the match, these would be counterbalanced vs modern tennis by the lack of a break at the change-overs and between points.

It is truly a Herculean effort by both men and I hope at some point in the future that this match receives the recognition it so richly deserves.

 
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