opped his other leg to the ground,
tittered his melancholy cry, _Kwa-le_, and dropped his tail as though he
would surge upward. The wagtails stopped their curtseying, the pelicans
turned their long bills and laid them lazily along their backs, looking
fixedly at the tree; and at last Izoka, warned by all these signs of her
friends, also turned her head in the same direction, but she saw no one,
and as it was sunset she took her friends indoors.

Presently she came out again, and went to the pool-side with fish-food,
and cooed softly to her friends in the water, and the fish rushed to her
call, and crowded around her. After giving them their food, she
addressed Munu, the largest fish, and said, "I am going out to-night to
see if I cannot find a discarded cooking-vessel, for mine is broken.
Beware of making friends with any man or woman who cannot repeat the
song I taught you," and the fish replied by sweeping his tail to right
and left, according to his way.

Izoka, who now knew the woods by night as well as by day, proceeded on
her journey, little suspecting that Koku had discovered her, and her
manner of life and woodland secrets. He waited a little time, then
crept to the pool-side, and repeated the song which she had sung, and
immediately there was a great rush of fish towards him, at the number
and size of which he was amazed. By this he perceived what chance of
booty there was here for him, and he sped away to the path to the place
where he had left his men, and he cried out to them, "Come, haste with
me to the woods by a great pool, where I have discovered loads of fish."

His men were only too glad to obey him, and by midnight they had all
arrived at the pool. After stationing them near him in a line, with
their spears poised to strike, Koku sang the song of Izoka in a soft
voice, and the great and small fish leapt joyfully from the depths where
they were sleeping, and they thronged towards the shore, flinging
themselves over each other, and they stood for awhile gazing doubtfully
up at the line of men. But soon the cruel spears flew from their hands,
and Munu, the pride of Izoka, was pierced by several, and was killed and
dragged on land by the shafts of the weapons which had slain him. Munu
was soon cut up, he and some others of his fellows, and the men, loading
themselves with the meat, hastily departed.

Near morning Izoka returned to her home with a load of bananas and a
cooking-vessel, and after a