Atlanta Georgian., 1912-07-25
LONDON TRYING
TO Be BOHEMIAN
Moral Reputation of City Los
ing Money, So She's Bidding
Again for Tourists.

LONDON, July 25.-Aside from last
year when the coronation, like circus
parade. attracted visitors from all direc-
tions, London has reason to complain that
the number of tourists visiting the city
each year is dwindling and those who are
interested in the influx of foreigners anx-
ious to get rid Of their money have begun
to look for the reason why London APP
pears less attractive to tourists tnan
Continental cities ike Paris and Berlin.
After many deliberations these people
most unwillngly have come to the result
that LcndoH is too duh, tina, it holds out
few promises of amusement to visitors,
who do not like to be forced to 90 to bed
when the hour of midnight riggs the cur
few bell and when gaiety begins III ear
nest in Continental cities.
If it had not meant an actual loss of
money London would have liked to con-
tinue to pose as the most virtuous and
moral city in the world, where even
naughty foreign visitors we're forced to
be good, but as the tourists evidently pre-
ferred to avoid imprisoning themselves
even temporarily in an Incubator of NOR
ais it could probably not be considered
deadly sin to give these people, who
cid not want to be good, a chance to de-
bauch themselves in London, and SO eN-
perts were sent to Paris and Berlin to
find out what Kind of sinful amusements
seemed to attract the people most.
Cabaret the Proper Thing
The experts returned some weeks ago
with the report that in both places Ger
tain quaint and rather uncomfortable
cafes, generally hidden in cellars or sheds
and in which people talked to each oiher
without being introduced and on the
whole acted very strangely according to
English ideas, seemed to attract tourists
more than anything else after the hour
of curfew These places had all kinds OF
absurd and ridiculous names as "the dead
rat" or "the gay rabbit. but on the
whole were known as cabarets.
1t was then decided that London must
have cabaret very Bohemian one,
where manners and everything were to be
free and easy and where everyone pos
sessing true Bohemian spirit, and nobody
else. would be welcome. And as every
thing in London must be club the Cab
aret club was formed and place called
"The Golden Calf was opened, into
which you can not enter unles you pay
five guineas for being member, thus
proving yourself a true Bohemian.
So, London from now on is with Paris
and Berlin-it has it's cabaret. A Lon
doner went down there the other night
with the most optimistic expectations.
People Very Uncomfortable.
1t was not easy to find the cave which
is hidden in Heddon street, off Regent
street, of whose existence he had hith-
erto been bissfully ignorant, but he noted
an open door and rickety wooden stair
leading into unknown depths. 1t was the
place, and strangely nn-Londonlike did
it look. The iron girders of the low cell
ing had been painted green and yellow
and an army of futurists had been turned
loose on the walls.
The floor was well filed with little
round tables and at one end level with
the floor was a stage with blue curtain
AS a tourist resort the place is so far
evidently a failure There We're quite a
few people in the audience, but a single
glance told one could see they We're Eng
lish. The men all looked as if they were
cooling very hot potato in their mouths
and the women never once dared raise
their eyes from the floor. Then, of course
they were all in evening dress, for it was
not indeed after six in the evening.
Everything. however, was Bohemian
except the audience, and little. Bohemians
on the stage toiled desperately for three
hours to soften the starch of the conven-
tional Britishers all in vain.