Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1896-10-04

New York, October 3.-The Journal
in the morning says:
The beautiful, little, bad Barrison sis
tiers, who have been breaking the hearts
of titled and wealthy Europeans in all
THE continental capitals and who were
driven out of Berlin by Emperor Will
liam because their naughtness on and
off the stage was so attractive TO his
best army officers and wealthy friends
and relatives, are in town. They arrived
yesterday morning on the Hayel.
Their escapades, none of them cred
liable to their moral regulations. are
known on both sides of the Atlantic, and
as theatrical attraction they have been
most pronounced success everywhere.
| went down to the pier to see them
come ashore. Mr.. Fleron, the manager
os the bad and beautiful sisters. came
first. Then ne stood at the foot OF the
gang plank and waited.
| began TO count "One little. two lit
tie, three little Barrisons; four little, five
little
why, there are six of themw
"Of course" said Mr.. Flaron, there's
an Understudy."
Then he introduced me to the eldest
little Barrison and to the youngest little
Barrison, and to the three Betweens. and
to the Understudy.
They are all blondes, deeply yellowly,
canary-ly blond They are all slender,
and they are all small. If they had
combed three or four pounds of hair
and had been dressed differently; II they
had abstained from making up their.
small and interesting faces by daylight
they would have been very pretty.
The eldest little Barrison is called
Iona, and she is married to Mr. Fleron,
the genial and urbane manager of the
six.
IN A TAILOR-MADE GOWN.
She wore a neat little gray tailor
made gown and queer little English
polk-pie hat, and she had rows and rows
of jogging dandelion curls hanging
about her chubby serious little face.
She looked for all the world like very
small, very naughty kitten.
The youngest Barrison is called Gertie.
Gertie has a round, serious face, big
dark eyes, a petulant mouth and blobs
Of buttercup colored hair. She wore a
great green and blue and yellow and red
plaid cape that was big enough for three
of her. and she wore dark olive gown
and a bright yellow silk scarf, and fiat
little saucer of a white felt sailor hat.
She said she had been very, very sea-
sick.
OF the three Betweens. one, lnga,
looked exactly like an impudent httle
sky terrier, and one, Sophia, looked IKE
Isabel Irving with her makeup on.
The other Olga, looked like prim little
Down East boarding school girl, with
wicked eye.
The Understudy is called Ethel, and
she goes down on the bills as Barrison,
though her truly name is Howard.
ONLY FORTY MEN ABOARD.
at was a stupid trip" said the eldest
Barrlson.
"Horrid!" said the youngest Barrison'
Fairly said the betweens.
"Three hundred saloon passengers,
and only forty men, said all the Barri-
sons in a treble chorus.
And most OF them seasick,' said me
eldest Barrison.
"Such old women" said one OF the
Betweens. "They never spoke at all
at least to us-and if they saw one or
their men looking at us-whiff' bang!
went a cabin door, and away the poor
man mad to gO.'
Women are so jealous" said the eld-
est Barrison.
"Fearfullyr' sighed all the Five.
And then they went to claim their
luggage. The luggage was a long time
coming ashore.
Dear mer said the youngest Barri-
son. "If we had only left the pig out"
"The plg?"
yes said the youngest Barrison.
"Trs our pet. II was given to us in VI
emma. We had a supper, don't you
know-a quiet little affair; just sons
newspaper people and artists and titlel
men: and we had lots of fun; and we got
talking about things to eat. and one Of rs
liked caviare, and one adored olives, and
one cherished chocolate, and one pre-
ferred marrons, and one-Sophie, | think
loved pork.
PRESENTS FOR ALL FIVE.
an the morning. before we we're up,
there came five packages: One OF olives,
one of caviare, one OF chocolates, one or
marrons. and in the other package was
the little pig. You tweak mis- tail ana
he sings Der Noeblegol.' Oh. forgo-
I've been so long abroad, don't you know.
It's hard TO keep to English. ANYWAY,
we all adore the pig, and hen we are
bored We make him sing TO us.
speaking Of singing, do you sing or
dance. or. really now, what DO YOU do'
besides look pretty?" said ], plunglng
boldly into the midst OF things.
The youngest Barrison and me Be
tweens and the Understudy looked aI
each other and smiled. A.,
~ sing" said the eldest Barri5on' ana