Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1897-01-24

hurst is about to be-in a sweeping cru
SADIE against these fashionable groggeries
that make inebriates Of mothers and sis.
tiers.
Hearing that the niece OF Mms. Sara
Bernhard had set up a millinery estab-
lishment i'm New York City. and was
making it attractive in the peculiarly
Partisan manner employed my many Sc.
lect milleners. q reporter dropped around
to see the Misses Bernhardt one evening,
lust as they We're closing.
There is only one Bernhard girl. Miss
Saryta the other is Miss Yette de Ia
Piedra, but they 90 as the Bernhard
girls" just the same.
Their rooms are delightfully."- situated
of Fifth avenue. and the air i'm them ia
rs distinctly imported" as the heart of
any aspiring milliner could desire. Both
girls. il may here be told are young and
charming.
..Parley-vous Francais?" This from
Miss Saryta, who does most OF The re-
ception work OF the firm.
NO only English
VERY good. / do q little speak Eng.
Iish. Now can 7 show you any hats?
You would look so charminlgly in one or
two of these that / can so highly rec
ommend."
When Miss Bernhard speaks ner hair
falls around her face and her eyes light
mn Ike those of the divine Sara.
NO. / came to look around only. to
rest awhile. Now Miss Bernhard, you
have a pretty shop and one that 1 shall
..f-g+f,,.r. l,t.r toll mo do 49,, -
serve anything here Tor the tired shop
per?'
What do you mean. madcmolselle?'
When Miss Bernhardt wishes 10 looh
innocent she can be as chi,dlil1e as Sara
in her new play.
"Oh, light refreshmeut A little wine.
glass of beer, something 10 refresh tho
tired American lady shopper
"Oh. oui oui! Certainly! CelesteI
Celeste"
An angular old Frenchwoman appeared
from behind a screen.
Celeste, / called you twice" said
Mile. Bernhardt.
Disappearing one second. Celeste re-
appeared carrying tray with a bottls
Of beer on it and a glass.
This is for the tired feeling made
moiselle Drink to the health OF your
self and New York"
VIXEN the bottle had been empued this
inquisitive reporter arose. Now what
is the charge. Mile. BemharIt?'
AIademoiselle shrugged her shoulders.
Nothing as yet, \ bottle OF beer to-
day; it is a mere trine. Nothing at all!
Rot worthy the purse, bat some day it
shall not be so."
What do YOU mean. Mile Bcrnhardt2"
"Ouly now we have not the wines and
the liqueurs that we shall soon have.
Now it is only beer. Do costs nothing.
We give it with the hats. o. ladies ask
for IL. Soon we shall have all wines"
do you have a call for them2'
'Oh yes. every lady asks for the glass
Of wine or the little of brandy or tho
bit of whisky. We have already sent
+ for them. OH so many times We shall
soon have light wines and cake for tho
refreshmeut OF the shoppers
Shall YOU charge for them?'
ooh mademolselle. you know how Il Is
I'm Paris?'
Both Of Miss Bernhardts hands vera
moving now and she talked with her
face and her body-the pret.Ic.t patoII
ever seen.
"Oh i'm Paris the hattours do not sell
their wines. but you purchase r. hat and
voI get the wine. When you have paid
for the hat you go into the back room
( for the swine.
AS a sort, or nerve steadier?'
eyes. mademoiselle.'
do many millipGrs 500 N-y-c--w1-
; their hats?'
i or think they must, mademoiselle. be-
! cause so many have asked us for tho
same II is nice with a happy shrug,
"aud oh. so like Paris"
"Of course you VIII not serve enough
. for an ntoxicant?'
impossible madomo.sc..e.'
Just enough to cheer madame through
! the day on her dreary round shop
ping-a pint of champaeuc. half pint
! OF sherry
''Ycs. mademoiselle. as little ~ that
"Ah-er. DO you think the millinery
/ business a good profession Boo Ne"
! York?'
"Oh. yes. madcmoiseue the people are 30
sweet, love TO serve Americans.
"And with the whisky and the cham-
| payne it Will be an the better for the
| hat tradc?'
do not misunderstood. mademoise.e'
/ Tho light wine viii be only the neces-
sary stmu'aut. the proper rofro-hment
Now. bon jour May I come again.
! whom you are serving wine and c'ket'
! "Oh. yes. madcmoiselc'
, And smiling. the only original MISS
Rcrnhardt bowed me out into % thoughts
full world.
: FRANCIS CLARKE.