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Show : Always as Scty On I 11 1 VU8T what was tlie matter with Mrs Hermann Oelrlchs' bacon and egs at the smart hotel that morning whether the bacon was burned or the eggs turned Jkr when they should have been "sunny-B "sunny-B up" the Palm Bench colony doesn't jOpknow Even the headwaiter lsn'1 quite 6ure, and he got an eyefu! of egg. A face-ful face-ful and vestful, too II reports of his appearance ap-pearance are to be belicvei. But everybody within hearing distance does know one thing that the bacon and eggs whatever their condition, suited neither the taste nor the temper of rich and fashionable ftqd eccentric "Tessil !n as the most dreaded Hy- the most popular "demon wforx" in New York society. Mrs. Oelrichs Is gone ttoiu the hotel. She is gone from Palm I Beach. She vowed sne would 4 SSfr9 jz-lW , ' gr jfe never return. She left in the i v w'' bL 1 ' -b W' 5? wake of her indignation enough "tOu. 4 -m., " . , J $f$&. gasps, giggles, gossip, wretched .. ,lHV Vara jftki waiiT ,1 popN 1 ; 1 . am-" BH8 HfESt f and scattered bits of breakfast J . ' to make her sudden exit take Hp'' . :gL,1 d&LS it? place among other legends - .... iMvSSiHlHB which society delights to relate " ',u-sn. jjjfifcllf For Mrs Oelrichs might be """"""Ws 'Is' 1:- .p Lineage is azure a dauglit f iMMpHB fc late Senator Fair, or Califor Sfc fte, a slater of Mrs. William K. , V;it-k'. r':ii' . . . , -ii ' i--' i : ' or marriage with the bluest tii ' sMmiWr families in the blue, top-mi :$' j"4 i&SF'F; layer Her villa, Rose Cliff, is JK - . - v JT the show spot of Newport. Heir Fifth avenue home for yeais was iLp capi'al of American .jristoc-ifey. .jristoc-ifey. She could have lor the jltintr, say the insiders, the , Social sceptre wielded SO des- Tboto '(0) by Underwood a Underwood. PBut 11 'Mbrs.tb Oelrichs " doesn't The Bathing Hour at Palm each. Left to Right, Hermann Oelrichs, John Ruther-want Ruther-want it. Social sceptres mean ford and Miss Edith Mortimer. Mr. Oelrichs 1$ the Son of the Social Leader. I no more to ner man griTin ner picturo in the paper. And not so long ago she crashed a cam era over a miserable photographer's head because he dared to snap her when she wasn't in ie mood for snapping. She is that kind. Mrs. Oelrichs la also this kind: When the Atlantic fleet lay at Newport in 1S10, she. cave its entire personnel a "blowout" It Rose Cliff. Commanders and gobs per ran the grounds, hob nobbing rhoulder to shoulder with debbles in the beautiful Court of Love, modeled by St. Gaudens, himself, after Marie Antoinette's bower at the Petite Trianon. And Mrs Oelrichs, 'tis said, "cut" two dances with an admiral because she liked the way a gunner's mate tangoed. Again, during the war, when certain multimillionaires objected to patriotic bunting on upper Fifth nvonue, Mrs. Oelrichs Oel-richs ordered sixteen Liberty 1-oan posters pos-ters and plastered them with her own hands all over the front of her residence at The Avenue and Fifty-seventh street-After street-After that, the multi-millionaires and their wives couldn't get enough red, white and blufor their porches, ufer Oelrichs is democratic and auto-crflHby auto-crflHby spells She leased a bail' house at'Wston Beach, the public h"Cb at Newport, New-port, because she said the crowd thero was more tmuslng ihan the blue-bookers a. Balley'e That was the same Summer she fired and prosecuted her cnaufleur because she will tramp Into the nearest tradesman's trades-man's and haggle for fifteen minutes over the price of a yard of silk. She is the only woman in Newport who haggles and doesn't care who knows it. For years Mrs Oelrichs threatened ro quit America forever. Her contempt for tho United States on occasion has been as frank and deep as was ber patriotism during the war, when she was one of the heaviest buyers of Liberty Bonds in New York City The contempt dates, say her friends, from tho day when a stevedore stopped on her toe on her return from Kurope. Thus the press quoted "Tessle" then: "Good God, man' You'll drive me out of this country' some day With all the rudeness and impudence of these longshoremen, long-shoremen, life in America is worth nothing." noth-ing." Two years ago Mrs. Oelrichs made good her threat. She departed for Paris and stayed there, while society mourned. Newport New-port was dull Palm Beach lacked pepper The court minus its Czarina was Deauvllle without Its Casino Elizabethan England without Elizabeth Society could llnd no substitute for its stock question: "What will Tessie do next?" And then, after two years of chosen exile. ex-ile. Mrs. Oelrichs came home. She leased an apartment on Park avenue She engaged en-gaged ber favorite suite at Palm Beach She issued invitations for her famous annual an-nual Palm Beach dinner the social yardstick yard-stick for measuring "who ' was to be "who" each season The smart setters rejoiced Eagerly they awaited her arrival. Expectantly Ex-pectantly they received the news that Mrs. Oelrichs and her retinue had arrived. When, they whispered, will "Tessie begin to cut loose?" She did not. disappoint them. At first all was quiet along the Jungle Trail; not a breath disturbed the serenity of palms and sunshine Bored souls began t fear that exile had subdued the capriciou spirit; time had softened the celebraiod Oelrichs wrath. But not so. The bacon did It Or the eggs Possibly both. In the confusion that reicued the question of which was really to blame bacon or eggs became another mystery along with the riddle of how most of the ecgw got out of the dish and all over the headwaiter's shirt. Tbls much is known Mrs. Oelrlchs. In the main dining room, did order bacon and eggs. Also sh- rot them. After tha'. spectators' spec-tators' accounts differ about the detail There were lots of spectators. They crowded the dining room and they w-cre draped aVotll the lobby and they strolled and sat and lounged on the wide ve'andas. Lots of them and all of them king-pins of the -100. They were laughing and talking Kose Cliny the INewport Kesidenc Mrs. Hermann Oelrichs. and clatterlnc cutlery, entirely unconscious uncon-scious "f the impending melodrama of Mrs. Oelrichs' eggs. Then presto! silence of the grave. Silence, Si-lence, that Is, save for the stentorian tones of Mrs "Tessie' Oelrichs, rising from a point at the extreme northeast corner of the great hall booming to the ceiling, floating out into the lobby and forth Into the sunshine, until cteu farofr cheliboys stilled their Afric laughter and rolled their eyes in the direction of that angry contralto con-tralto profundo. Mrs. Oelrichs was saying something to hei waiter Some sa she called him names. Others say the names were applied ap-plied to the bacon. Still others to the oggs. They agreed that, whatever Mrs Oelrlchs addressed her remarks to, those remarks were pointed flatly minted The next reel shows Mrs Oelrlchs on ber feet, holding the platter of bacon and eggs before h.T much as Mary Garden playing Salome holds the papier-mache head of John Mrs. Oelrlchs steered her way between the tables, still talking, agitatedly and still extending the offending offend-ing dish at arms length so that none might misconstrue the occasion for her outburst. in thai pose she reached the "lounge" and approached the headwaiter, an august au-gust v -i!t leman before whom new. rich millionaires cringe, and people without pedigrees ar so much nothing. But Mrs "Tessie" Oelrichs is not the kind of person per-son to stop at dignity even when worn by the foremost headwaiter of Palm Beach She said things to the headwaiter. She said things that made the headwaiter's hair and knees curl. She poked her platter under the headwaiter's august nose and she bade the headwaiter fix his august eye on what the platter contained By this time ringside standing room was not to be had at any price. Then. ,i- suddenly as she began her Jeremiad, Mrs Oelrlchs ended it. She Stalked toward the elevator and the ele vator whisked her upward and roomward Behind her remained 95 per cent of the New York 400. more amused than thev had been in two years; one smashed platter, plat-ter, and one headwaiter plucking bits of egg off his august chest. The headwaiter In his nervousness, must have dropped the dish Otherwise how could the eggs have gotten there'' The couldn't Jump, could ' they? And, surely Mrs Oelrlchs wouldn't throw them, would she? n Hermann i 1 |