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
Antonio on the first day of September following. Wages and I left in
the direction for the Red Land on the Irish bayou.
POISONING THE OVERSEER.
A few days after we passed the residence of an old bachelor who had a
large number of negroes; he was absent at Natchitoches and had left
his overseer in charge. We stopped there, and remained two days;
we procured some whisky from a grocery store a short distance off;
prepared some of it with _poison_, and induced the overseer to drink
freely. We gave him a full dose of the poison, and before day on the
third morning he was dead.
Meanwhile Wages and I had made arrangements to steal a likely negro
woman and two young negroes, a boy and girl, about ten years of age,
besides two of the finest horses on the place. We sent out runners to
let one or two of the neighbors know that the overseer was dead; we
had our negroes and horses concealed about five miles distant, and
about sunrise we offered to pay our bills and left, pretending to go
to New Orleans. After we had got out of sight of the plantation we
made a circuit and went to the place where the negroes and horses were
concealed. Having provided ourselves with provisions, we remained
secreted at that place all that day. That night we started with our
negroes and horses. Wages took the lead; our horses and negroes were
all refreshed. We traveled a brisk gait all that night and till next
day at nine or ten o’clock. We suffered greatly for water, having met
with none after midnight, until we stopped at a small creek. We had
passed no houses after daylight. After we stopped we stripped our
horses, gave them water and hampered them to graze; we got water for
ourselves and negroes, and took a little spirits we had, and eat the
balance of our provisions. After we had rested a little while, Wages
took his gun and went up the creek in search of game; I took mine and
went to the road we had just left, and went on rather down the creek.
At the distance of about two miles I came to a plantation. It was an
old stock place, inhabited by some of the old creole settlers that had
lived there in Spanish times. I inquired the distances and courses of
the country. They told me it was about forty miles to the first river,
and that there was but one settlement on the road where we could get
water for ourselves and horses, at about twenty-five miles. After I
had got this information I purchased some bread and potatoes and a
small piece of dried beef, and returned to our camp. Wages had killed
a fine deer, and he and the negro woman were roasting a fine piece. We
fared well that day. That night about dark we left our camp, provided
with provisions for two days. A little after midnight we reached the
first water. A little before daylight we reached some settlements and
woodland; we traveled a short distance and came to a small, deep river.
We there found a ferry flat and some small boats. We took the flat and
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