He asked us to put our hands on the dishes and hold them in their places a moment--one of them was a large oval dish with a portly roast on it.

Then he sat down, tilted up one end of the table, set two of the legs on his knees, took the end of the table between his teeth, took his hands away, and pulled down with his teeth till the table came up to a level position, dishes and all! He said he could lift a keg of nails with his teeth.

He picked up a common glass tumbler and bit a semi-circle out of it.

Then he opened his bosom and showed us a net-work of knife and bullet scars; showed us more on his arms and face, and said he believed he had bullets enough in his body to make a pig of lead.

He was armed to the teeth.