The light, an irresistible attraction, holds you subjugated against the palisade; and the shadow of the yawning pit, which has but lately permitted you to enter and will quite as readily permit of your exit, leaves you indifferent.

To recognize the use of this opening you would have to reflect a little, to evolve the past; but this tiny retrospective calculation is beyond your powers.

So the trapper, returning a few days later, will find a rich booty, the entire flock imprisoned! Of poor intellectual repute, does the Turkey deserve his name for stupidity?
He does not appear to be more limited than another.

Audubon depicts him as endowed with certain useful ruses, in particular when he has to baffle the attacks of his nocturnal enemy, the Virginian Owl.

As for his actions in the snare with the underground passage, any other bird, impassioned of the light, would do the same.
Under rather more difficult conditions, the Necrophorus repeats the ineptness of the Turkey.