Since this portrait too was drawn for posterity, I took liberty with both the background and his image. I thickened the neck, so to resemble a Centaur's, adding the horse's mane and galloping horses on the golden necklace. All details are imaginary. His left eyebrow has an interesting twirl of hair which I slightly exaggerated.

As I explained earlier, exact likenesses are not enough, as prove plaster masks of Napoleon:we have to be told whom they represent. Portraits should be on the verge of caricature, accentuating or enlarging interesting idiosyncracies and harping on them as if making fun of the person. Since a good artist understands physiognomy better than the layman, he should make much ado about this. Thus, the person is revealed wordlessly.

Dr. Lange, professor of veterinary medicine, lives in Santa Barbara from where he extended his magic to the Arab mares that for some time refused to conceive whatever the stallions imparted to them. They simply began to be less and less susceptible to any intimate conceptions, perhaps dreaming of Pegasus with wings and heaven-to-come, and come, and come, to no avail.

It was Dr. Lange who corrected me that one cannot interbreed chicken with turkey, that they ate different species, but I insisted that by artificial insemination we have already gained the smaller cream-colored turkeys from white hens. Hence, could not we artificially inseminate a donkey mare with turkey gobbler's ecstasy and thus gain in such mad-alchemy a Pegasus to fill the California air with hehaw-he-hawing? But he was reluctant to experiment. And so the turkey gobbler never had the fun of knowing that he could have become the father of the Pegasus. Dr. Lange did, however, develop a method of his own, whereby a mare will again become the subject of inspired visits from the stable stork and produce a foal beautiful enough to make the King of Saudi Arabia do a double take.