Even in his hours of rest when he was not fighting or robbing, his savage soul demanded some interesting excitement.

Once he was seated at table with his mate and two or three sailors, and when the meal was over he took up a pair of pistols, and cocking them put them under the table.

This peculiar action caused one of the sailors to remember very suddenly that he had something to do on deck, and he immediately disappeared.

But the others looked at their captain in astonishment, wondering what he would do next.

They soon found out; for crossing the pistols, still under the table, he fired them.