upon the leading chicken, the proprietor of the food, and merely emits one imminent yap. The chicken drops the food and makes a short screaming jump in the air. The dog picks it up in a perfectly matter of fact de- tached sort of a way and eats it. The dogs use some sense in the matter relaying the right of descent between themselves. But the chickens are inexcusably stupid. For the ones that chase, although they keep on chasing until the last minute, never get the food - not even a chance at it. And they are powerless to take it away from other chickens. They only succeed in attracting the attention of the dogs to its discovery thus losing it forever to the whole chicken family. If they would keep quiet about it and let the discovering chicken eat the discovery in peace they all would have a chance for an honest bite or two during the course of the day. It is true that the lean ribs of the dogs (and they seem even now leaner and leaner as I look at them) bespeak an eligibility for charity. But the chickens are relegated to food that dogs won't eat, which is very discouraging. One gains much mundane knowledge where barnyard animals are so constantly in the scenery. I have learned that chickens must have a sense of smell, dogs a sense of humor, and pigs most strange and extraordinary digestive apparati. I had never thought much about these things before. I have also learned that although the Kanakas nibble a bit on some kow kow or taro during