And now we all are cannibals and live on human meat,
Sing, you pigs and little fishes in the moonlight.
And we’ve grown so strong and mighty that we never can be beat.
Singing, singing, singing, singing by the moon.
“The tears poured down Ike’s cheeks as Hairslip Charles sang, and when the song was through Ike raised his hand and said:
“‘I have it.’
“All the pirates sprang to their feet.
“‘He has it,’ they shouted.
“‘Proceed,’ commanded the Chief. I forgot to tell you that his name was Mr. Smith, but they usually called him Blue Murder Smith.
“‘This is my plan,’ said Ike. ‘We will send our bold men out to capture three prisoners. We will tie them to a stake and then, with threats of endless terrors, make each of them give us an idea. The one who has the best idea will be granted anything he wishes and then set free; the other two must——’