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
One day Wages told him that we wanted to go and camp out that night
about twenty-five miles off; we would be back next night, and wanted
one of his gentle mules to pack; he told us to take the mule and any
horses we pleased, and helped us to pack up, with water, provisions
and whatever we wanted. We started and remained out that night and
the next, and returned the third day. We had seven fine deer in all;
he asked what kept us so long—had we been lost? We told him we had,
and that while we were out we had met with an acquaintance of ours,
buying horses and mules, and that he had furnished us money to buy
thirty good horses and thirty mules, if we could get them delivered at
a certain place named, about one hundred miles from there. We showed
him the gold we had, and satisfied him as to the money, which was to
be paid on delivery of the horses and mules at the place mentioned.
The horses and mules were selected, and the price agreed upon. Gentle
lead and pack mules were selected, and every preparation was made for
our departure. We were to go with him and return with him, so as to
see that the contract was complied with. The day arrived and we set
out with five mules packed, and five gentle lead mules, with bells
on, and a young half-breed Indian to assist in driving, and all of
us mounted on the best of horses. We had managed to procure our new
saddles and put them in their packs, on a mule that was set apart for
us. Thus equipped, with plenty of water and provisions, we set out a
little after daylight. Our travel that day was upwards of thirty miles,
on account of having water. The next day was farther. We however made
the two points. The next day our only stopping place was about twenty
miles, and the next was thirty miles.
This twenty-mile place appeared to be a dead lake or spring, with an
underground discharge, with a few small groves of timber near by, and
several lakes or sinks in the ground, in the direction the water was
supposed to run under ground. We left our second night’s camp on the
third morning, and arrived at the twenty-mile place in the forenoon.
We, as usual, stripped and hampered our horses to graze, eat dinner,
and the old Mexican and his man lay down to sleep. Wages and I took our
guns and went off, pretending to hunt. We killed a turkey and a prairie
hen and a small deer. We cleaned our guns, wiped them out, loaded them
with the largest buck-shot, took our game and went to the camp. While
loading our guns, we made the arrangement in what way to dispatch our
traveling companions, for that was the way we intended to pay for the
horses and mules. So it was agreed that the next morning, before day,
we were to prepare some dry grass and have our guns ready; Wages was to
get up, wake me, and we were to set the straw on fire, to make a light
to see the position in which the two men lay.
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