Last week Tessie Oelrichs, the daughter of an Irish immigrant who made millions in the Comstock Lode, turned in her grave. Before she died in 1926 she knew that grand-manner Newport could not retain its grandeur. Perhaps she could imagine it slowly falling apart. Each year something happened to it some dealer bought one of the great houses that nobody ever really lived in, some heir sold the crystal chandeliers, the grand pianos, the organs, the stained glass windows, the gold-inlaid bathtubs, the tapestry, the silver and the collections of classics...
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