Having now got provisions, they agreed to return to the Coasts of _Spain_ and _Portugal_; where they had not been above two days, before they met with the _Batchelor_, _Benjamin Cross_ Master, from _New-England_ bound to _Cadiz_; out of which they took _Cross_ and his Men, and gave the Ship to Captain _Wise_, as also 24 Cerons of Bees-wax to him and his mate, and to his four men 8 Cerons. After this they took a _French_ Ship from _Cadiz_, loaded with wine, oil, and fruit, which was what they wanted, and manned her with their own men, taking on board the _Revenge_ the _French_ Master, and his 12 Men, and most Part of the cargoe, with five guns and their carriages, ammunition, small arms, and sails, and gave the ship to _Somerville_, Captain of the _Snow Galley_; and to Captain _Cross_ the _New-English_ Man, to who they gave half the ship and cargoe and _Somerville_ had all his Men, but _Alexander Rob_, whom they detained, and who was executed in 1725, for engaging along with them.
Soon after they saw a large ship to the windward bearing down upon them, which at first they thought to have been a _Portugueze_ Man-of-War; but they found afterwards, it was a _French_ Merchant Ship coming home from the _West-Indies_, which not fearing them, came on to the windward. _Gow_ perceiving she was a Ship of great strength, called all his men together, telling them they had a great many prisoners on board, and that he could not trust many of his own men; besides, six of his best Hands were on Board the other Ship, therefore he advised them not to meddle with her, she being far superior in Force. This so exasperated _Williams_, that he demanded of _Gow_ to give his orders for fighting; but he, by the advice of the whole crew, declined it; whereupon _Williams_ snapt his pistol at his Face; which not going off, made him still madder. _Winter_ and _Peterson_ standing by him fired each a Pistol at _Williams_, one shooting him through the arm, and the other in the belly; at which he fell, and they believing he was killed, were going to throw him overboard, when he leapt up, and ran into the Powder-Room, with his pistol cocked in his hand, swearing he would blow them all up; which he had certainly done, had they not prevented him that very moment, he having opened the scuttle to do it.