Weihaiwei, Jan. 8.—This is the story of our local Donald Duck, alias "Captain X," the half-bred Mallard drake who walks round with the Turkeys in this compound where I am staying. Last Chinese New Year when the "local incident" was still active here, and we had not arrived at the existing state of peace, a famous guerrilla leader (whom I will call Captain X.) sent a few presents of game t9 his foreign acquaintances in this city: how they arrived intact is a mystery, but as each present was accompanied by a note asking the recipient if he would like to go out and do some shooting, I have no doubt that the bold Captain was in-bulging in a little bravado: the duck I refer
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