[Illustration]
The Woodpecker, flapping her wings, flew at the hunter and struck him
in the face.
[Illustration]
The hunter turned back into the house and lay down for a little while.
Then he rose up again, and took his knife. He said to himself: "When I
went out by the front door, a Bird flew in my face; now I will go out
by the back door." So he did.
The Woodpecker thought: "The hunter went out by the front door before,
so now he will leave by the back door." So the Woodpecker sat in a
tree near the back door.
When the hunter came out the bird flew at him again, flapping her
wings in the hunter's face.
Then the hunter turned back and lay down again. When the sun arose, he
took his knife, and started out once more.
This time the Woodpecker flew back as fast as she could fly to her
friends, crying, "Here comes the hunter!"
By this time the Turtle had gnawed through all the pieces of the trap
but one. The leather was so hard that it made his teeth feel as if
they would fall out. His mouth was all covered with blood. The Deer
heard the Woodpecker, and saw the hunter, knife in hand, coming on.
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