“The black spot! I thought so,” he observed. “Where might you have got the paper? Why, hello! look here now: this ain’t lucky! You’ve gone and cut this out of a Bible. What fool’s cut a Bible?”
“Ah, there,” Morgan said. “There. Wot did I say? No good’ll come of that, I said.”
“Well, you’ve about fixed it now, among you,” continued Silver. “You’ll all swing now, I reckon. What soft-headed lubber had a Bible?”
“It was Dick,” said one.
“Dick, was it? Then Dick can get to prayers,” said Silver. “He’s seen his slice of luck, has Dick, and you may lay to that.”  
    When people do pirate imitations, it is Robert Newton’s performance in the Walt Disney version of Treasure Island they are minicking. Although plainly RLS gave him all the material he needed.
Fifteen men on a dead man’s chest—Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum;
Drink and the devil had done for the rest—Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum!
    And of course—Pieces of Eight! Pieces of Eight!