The San Francisco call., 1898-01-30
THE COUNTRY COUSIN.

Well, I heard something just terrible apout your friend, Mrs. Gayone, said the Country Cousin. as she came in from tea and sat down opposite the So- ciety Matron.
 ..Oh, what was it, Cousin Prue? Do tell me all you heard. I knew it was the mistake of my life to stay at home to- day, but l wouldn't have gone for the world in such a subGued hat as my mill liner sent me: just telephoned and asked her if she thought I would wear a hat composed of two shades of one color, when everybody else is wearing three or four shades of all the colors. But what
 I've a good mind to tell the. poor woman said the Country Cousin, and give her a chance to refute the islander. I declare it's terrible the way people talk in society,"
 Now Cousin Prue, don't abuse society. Children cry for it, debutantes cater to it, and sons don't abhor it-no matter what they may tell you. I assure you. But. before l die of curiosity, what did you hear of Mrs. Gayone?'
 1T heard" said the Country Cousin, in a carefully lowered tone, that she smoked cigarettes and had cocktails served before dinner"
 "Oh, is that ali?" said the Society Mat ron, and the Country Cousin wondered if she were disappointed. Well, Cousin Prue," she added. brightening up, you
 "A Bohemiani' exclaimed the Country Cousin. '"There isn't a drop of that vag-
 
 are you talking about? You're an Ameri- can through and through"
 But bohemian in my ideas, actions and tastes added the Society Matron.
 And whats bohemian in your taste?' asked the Country Cousin. Anything like sugar in your tea or noodles in your soup?"
 Its to be free and easy" explained the Society Matron, artistic, careless, re- gardless of conventionality, with no thought of the morrow, happy and poor Noodles in the soup, then, said the Country Cousin. ''I suppose bohemian would talk slang."
 Its the thing to be nowadays" said the Society Matron. Let me roll you cigarette. and as you lie back and blow the smoke in the air you can imagine yourself rich. famous. beloved and the muses will hover within your reach
 "EnoughW cried the Country Cousin. ',If that's bohemianisnl, it isn't the thing for Prudence Verdure."
 But it isn't entirely necessary to smoke" said the Society Matron. putting away her cigarette case. "1f you really want to be bohemian. you can follow will reach the goal, as we all have.
 Well tell me the straightest path, said the Country Cousin.
 picturesque attire is a step in the right direction" began the Society Matron. Wear your hat a little to one side; sometimes it takes me a half an hour to Jacket is also conducive to the coveted eff feet and a neglige shirt and a cravat, a carelessly tied cravat; why I've seen Mrs Gayone do hers over and over fully twenty times. .
 You must see my studio when it is all finished. Cousin Prue.' she continued, af- fer a pause Its way up in the attic and vou'H have to climb a dirty flight of stairs to get there. but you won't mind that. It will be the true thing when once reached
 What do you mean by way up in the attic?" asked the Country Cousin. Your attic is only just above your bedroom"
 That's sO." assented the Society Mat ron. reluctantly.
 swept?' added the Country Cousin.
 ''I could" said the Society Matron, but I can't bother about household matters. I'm as free as bird. I cant conven tionaI; dirt roesn't affect me, or, in fact, any of the material cares of life"
 "Oh,' said the Country Cousin, maybe that's part of it.'
 Tt is,' said the Society Matron with dignity, which was somewhat broken by haven't been to bed before 3 a. m. for some weeks, and I'm beginning to feel
 "wen. I call that downright dissi- pated," said the Country Cousin.
 "Oh, we. turn night into day said the blem I have one in my studio and 1t will make the Bohemian Club men feel so at home. They just come and gaze at that owl.'
 as peacocks." said the Country Cousin. why don't you have a peacock for your emblem?" "Oh. but peacocks are such silly things" said the Society Matron. "Owls are wise, and they love the night. It's a short life jolly one,' continued the Society Matron