The Father Hawk flew with all speed to the Kingfisher's nest and woke
him with his cry.

"Why have you come?" asked the Kingfisher.

Then the Father Hawk told the Kingfisher what the hunters planned to
do.

"Fear not," said the Kingfisher. "I will help you. Go back quickly and
comfort my friend your mate, and say that I am coming."

So the Father Hawk flew back to his nest, and the Kingfisher flew to
the island and went into the lake near the place where the fire was
burning.

While the Father Hawk was away, one of the hunters had climbed up into
the tree. Just as he neared the nest, the Kingfisher, beating the
water with his wings, sprinkled water on the fire and put it out.

Down came the hunter to make another fire. When it was burning well he
climbed the tree again. Once more the Kingfisher put it out. As often
as a fire was made, the Kingfisher put it out. Midnight came and the
Kingfisher was now very tired.

The Mother Hawk noticed this and said to her mate: "The Kingfisher is
tired out. Go and ask the Turtle to help us so that the Kingfisher may
have a rest."

The Father Hawk flew down and said, "Rest awhile, Friend Kingfisher; I