I had then but one Bundle left, in which was a black Suit of Cloaths, and other things which this Gang had spared. They being gone out of the Cabin, a Pirate, who was tolerably sober, came in soon after, and seeing my Bundle, said, “He would see what was in it;” which in prudence I did not oppose. He then took out my black Cloth Cloaths, a good Hat and Wig, and some other Things. Whereupon I told him, “Captain _Cocklyn_’s Quarter-master had given them to me; and I hoped he would not deprive me of them; for they were of no service to him in so hot a Country, but would be of great use to me, as I should soon return to _England_.” I had hardly done speaking, when he lifted up his broad Sword, and gave me a Blow on the Shoulder with the flat side of it; whispering at the same time these Words in my Ear, “I give you this Caution, never to dispute the Will of a Pirate: For, supposing I had cleft your Scull asunder for your Impudence, what would you have got by it but Destruction? Indeed you may flatter your self, I should have been put to death for killing a Prisoner in cold Blood; but assure your self my Friends would have brought me off on such an Occasion.” I gave him thanks for his Admonition, and soon after he put on the Clothes, which in less than half an hour after, I saw him take off and throw overboard. For some of the Pirates seeing him dress’d in that manner, had thrown several Buckets of Claret upon him. This Person’s true name was _Francis Kennedy_. He was afterwards hang’d at _Execution-Dock_, but he told me at the time he put my Cloaths on, that his name was _Sun_; asking me, “If I did not know his Father, who was then Commander of a Ship that used the _Barbadoes_ Trade; and that if ever the old Dog fell in his way, he would kill him.” To which I answered, “I knew no such Person.”