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 we had rested and all things were arranged, Wages and I took our
bridles and lassoes, with a few clothes in a small bundle, and left
in a direction for San Antonio. It was now about the first of August.
We traveled about twenty miles the first day; the weather was very
hot, water was scarce, and we suffered a great deal. We changed our
course so as to pass through a section of country where water was more
plentiful, and on the evening of the second day we reached a settlement
where there was plenty of water and the inhabitants were thickly
settled. At the house of a very respectable farmer we stopped and
inquired if we could rest two or three days, and were told we could.
A great many questions were asked us about our journey, where we were
from, where we were going, and the object of our journey; to which we
answered them we were South Carolina planters looking for good land;
that we were large slave holders, etc., and that we came in summer
and took it on foot leisurely to ascertain the health of the country.
We inquired if there were any churches in the vicinity, and were told
there were none, but that traveling preachers sometimes preached at
private houses. We were then informed that there was to be a large camp
meeting about the middle of August about twenty miles from there. We at
once agreed to attend, because we were almost certain we should meet
McGrath there.
We accordingly attended, and sure enough we met that reverend
gentleman. Through some of the brethren we obtained an introduction
to the Rev. Mr. McGrath, and after the preliminary conversation
we became very strict members of the church. We obtained a short
private interview with McGrath, and made an appointment for a private
conference that night; and accordingly that night, after supper,
preaching and prayer meeting were over and the patrol was out and
stationed, and all things were still, McGrath, Wages and I went outside
of the patrol lines to hold private prayer. No one suspected anything.
After we were alone McGrath inquired what success we had met with, and
we related to him all we had done, in a condensed form, which seemed
to astonish him when we told him we had a negro and three line horses
yet concealed and not disposed of. We then inquired his success. He
had made a raise out of the religious brethren of about one thousand
dollars, by begging, and they had paid for four fine horses for him,
which was equivalent to about five hundred dollars more. He would sell
his horse, saddle and bridle, and go to his congregation and tell them
he had been robbed of his horse and all his money and clothes. The
people would throw into the “hat,” and buy another horse, and fit him
out with new clothes and money. The horse he then had was given him
about fifty miles from there, and if we would steal his horse and hide
him the brethren would soon give him another. Wages did this the next
night, and concealed the horse in the woods not far from a plantation,
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