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
About sunset he came in and informed us that no person had passed the
road in pursuit of us; but that two men had passed the other way,
and if we had kept on that day we should in all probability have got
ourselves in trouble, for these men said they were in pursuit of two
thieves who had stolen two horses and three negroes on the Irish Bayou,
in April last, and that the same thieves were suspected of having
poisoned the overseer on the same plantation. They told Wages they
had traveled nearly all Texas; they had been to San Antonio, and all
western Texas, and could get no news of the fellows. Wages then told
them that he had a family and resided about twenty miles from that
place, on the next river they would come to, about ten miles below the
ferry; he was looking for his horses; that he had removed from South
Carolina; that he crossed the Mississippi river about the first of May,
and had met two men with two very good horses and three negroes, and
they were near the river. He described the horses and negroes, and they
declared they were the same that had been stolen. Wages then inquired
if they had seen his horses. They said they had not. He then said to
them: “Gentlemen, I have a little whiskey in my flask; will you take
some?” They replied they would, if it did not disfurnish him. He told
them he should return to a camp he had, about five miles off, where
he had some comrades helping him to hunt his horses, and they had a
little more there in a small jug. They drank. Wages then inquired of
them about the country south and west of there, and about the roads and
the water, etc. They told him it was fifteen miles to the first water—a
large creek, but fordable; and that it was twenty-five miles to the
next, and that was to ferry. Wages having obtained the information he
required, offered them his flask again. The sun then was about one hour
and a half high. He saw three men come riding from the same way we had
come; they were riding very fast; they rode up and inquired which way
we were traveling. Wages told them he lived east of that about twenty
miles; was hunting his horse. The other two men stated they were on
the hunt of some stolen horses and negroes, that were taken from the
settlement on Irish Bayou, in April; that they had been through western
Texas, and were now direct from San Antonio. The three men enquired how
far they had traveled that day. They said from the last ferry, about
forty miles. They then inquired if the two men had met any person on
the road. They replied no. One of the three then said that some person
had stolen a negro and three horses from them the night before, and
they were in pursuit of them, and they had seen signs where they had
swam the river, ten miles back. Wages then told them that just after
daylight that morning his dog had awakened him, and he looked some
distance off and saw a white man and a negro on horseback, traveling a
new road, in a southeast direction, and about twenty miles southeast
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