Weihaiwei, Jan. 16—My previous observations of Turkeys have been mainly confined to seeing them hanging up in a poulterer's window at Christmas time looking very naked and ashamed, while my experience of what we might call "Turkey on the hoof" has been almost nil: it is therefore not surprising that I have taken some interest in the birds in this garden and, in particular, in the white King Gobbler....who recently acquired a peculiar habit, While I sat in the living-room after lunch he came daily (followed by the whole family, including Captain X.) and tapped on the glass of the French window as if demanding admittance....to be chased away regularly by the gardener who realized that a family of Turkeys were not most desirable guests in a well-kept verandah. Thinking of this peculiar behaviour, I was reminded of an unusual story told by Sir Ronald Storrs in the accurate and painstaking account of his diplomatic career which he called "Orientations." In the most matter-of-fact manner he recounts how his
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