Our other crowd, where ""cream rises to the top"" and obviously none of it has really separated, or curdled: if you're still a Philadelphia Main Liner, you're immutable and you'll leave a party with a dashing ""Nighty noodles."" This is Cleveland Amoryish small talk about the beautiful people of le brau monde say Mrs. Adolph Spreckels with her twenty-five bathrooms or Dorothy Spreckels Munn's chinchilla bedspread. But mostly it's about the artifacts of life which have tenaciously survived: the ""St. Grottlesex Set"" of the New England Prep schools, sockless in blazers: the debuts: the Almanac de Gotha which is not gothic--the social Register counts and so does the Junior League; the clubs; habitats (from Grosse Pointe to Washington, D.C.); the social sports; and love and marriage which seems to be the only aspect which might get grubbier. . . .It's all entertaining, elevated tattletale.