A gentleman once laid a wager with George IV.  That geese would beat turkeys in a race.  The King, thinking that such a wager was already as good as won, snapped up the bet; and the gentleman was left to choose time and place and distance.  Being well acquainted with the habits of birds, he accordingly chose for time the evening, just before sunset, and for place, the road outside the city walls, and a mile for the distance.  The time came, and each appeared with his flock of birds, and the race began.  Long ere the end came the sunset; and immediately, true to their instincts, as soon as the sun had quite disappeared, all the turkeys ran into the nearest hedge to roost, and no persuasions made them budge an inch further, and the geese, who had been slowly toddling on behind, quietly came in, the winners.