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.
With a strong pull the Deer broke this last piece of the trap, and ran
into the woods.

The Woodpecker flew up to her nest in the tree-top.

But the Turtle was so weak he could not get away. He lay where he was.
The hunter picked him up and threw him into a bag, tying it to a tree.

The Deer saw that the Turtle was taken, and made up his mind to save
his friend's life. So the Deer let the hunter see him.

The hunter seized his knife and started after the Deer. The Deer,
keeping just out of his reach, led the hunter into the forest.

When the Deer saw that they had gone far into the forest he slipped
away from the hunter, and swift as the wind, he went by another way to
where he had left the Turtle.