Life and bloody career of the executed criminal, James Copeland, the great Southern land pirate — John Shaqi
Life and bloody career of the executed criminal, James Copeland, the great Southern land piratePitts, J. R. S. (James Robert Soda)
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Life and bloody career of the executed criminal, James Copeland, the great Southern land pirate
Pitts, J. R. S. (James Robert Soda)
Copeland, James, 1823-1857; Criminals -- Gulf States -- Biography
After I had been thus fully initiated and had become identified with
the Clan, Wages and McGrath, knowing my ability, and that I was a keen
shrewd and cunning lad, took me under their immediate special charge.
We had a rendezvous at old Wages’ about twelve miles from Mobile, and
another at Dog River, about the same distance in a different direction.
We ranged that season from one place to the other, and sometimes in
town, stealing any and everything we could. Sometimes killing beef,
hogs and sheep, hauling them to town and selling them; sometimes
stealing a fine horse or mule and conveying it to some of our comrades
to conceal; and occasionally a negro would disappear. All this while,
we pretended to be engaged in making shingles, burning charcoal, and
getting laths and pickets, each for himself. We always managed to
furnish the family with all the meat they could use.
We worked on in this way until late in the summer or early in the fall
of 1839, when most of the inhabitants had left the city; and we having
six of our Clan then employed as City Guards, we rallied our forces
and Wages ordered a meeting. It was there resolved that we should
prepare ourselves with boats and teams—the boats to be stationed at
a particular wharf in Mobile, on a certain night, and the teams at a
landing named, on Dog River the next night. It was also ordered that we
should assemble at our Wig-wam on the first night at seven o’clock. The
meeting then adjourned.
The promised evening came, and every member was punctual in his
attendance. It was a full meeting of the Clan. We all rigged ourselves
out with false moustaches, some with false whiskers, some with a green
patch over one eye, and many of them dressed like sailors, and thus
fitted out and disguised, we were ready for action, with all kinds of
false keys, skeleton keys, lock picks, crow bars, &c. At nine o’clock
the City Guards turned out, and by a previous arrangement, those of our
comrades who mounted guard, were on the first watch. They immediately
sent two of their number to inform us where to make the first break.
They had reconnoitered previously and knew what places had the richest
and most valuable goods, and they had also procured false keys for
several stores. Thus armed, each man with his revolver, bowie knife and
dark lantern, about ten o’clock we started out. Our first break was a
fancy dry-goods store which we opened with one of our keys. We took
over $5,000 worth of goods from that store, fine silks, muslins, &c. We
next entered a rich jewelry store, and made a clean sweep there. There
were no fine watches; we got some silver watches and two or three gold
watches, left, we supposed, to be repaired. Our raise there was about
four to five thousand dollars. Our next break was on a large clothing
store. There we took $3000 worth of the finest and best clothing. While
we were at this, some of the clan were packing off and storing in their
boats.
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