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
We concluded to leave in the first boat for Natchez. We accordingly
got breakfast, paid our bills and placed our guns and baggage at the
nearest depot to the landing. We had to wait till late in the day
before we could get a boat. We at last saw one coming, and procured a
skiff to put us on board. At a signal the boat rounded to, and we went
on board, registered our names (all fictitious) and paid our passage to
Natchez.
WAGES’ AND HARDEN’S PLOT TO KILL ROBERT LOTT AND THOMAS SUMRALL.
When we landed at Natchez we all stopped at different hotels, but while
there, some ten days, we had interviews and consultations every day. It
was then that Wages and Harden made the plot to kill old Thomas Sumrall
and old Robert Lott, and for that purpose Wages furnished Harden a map
of all the roads in Perry county, Miss. Harden then informed us that he
had a partner in Tennessee by the name of Goodwin, and that he expected
Goodwin had, in a cave in the Cumberland mountains, several negroes
then waiting for him to run off and sell, and that he must go up with
the first rise of water so as to come down with the spring freshet. We
all then made an arrangement to meet in New Orleans at a certain place
on the Fourth of July coming, so as to collect our money from Welter,
and for Harden to get the money on his draft for the negro sold on the
Arkansas river, which he had deposited in bank for collection.
Our ten days in Natchez having expired, Harden and I took passage on
a steamboat, Harden for Tennessee, and I for Vicksburg to await the
arrival of McGrath. Wages was to be at Vicksburg in three or four days.
I landed at Vicksburg; Harden went on. I went to one of the hotels,
put up and waited for McGrath. On the sixth day Wages came, and went
to another hotel, and we both waited there another week and still no
McGrath. We began to get uneasy. However, three or four days after,
I was standing on the bank of the river, when I saw a man dressed in
coarse negro clothing, black and ragged, an old flapped hat, a pair of
old saddle-bags on his arm and a big stick in his hand. He came up to
me to inquire the road to Jackson. I did not know him at first, but he
soon made me know him. It was McGrath. He inquired for Wages; I told
him Wages was there; I told him to go to the cheapest boarding house,
which he did, and his appearance caused him to have to pay his dollar
in advance. That night we all got together, Wages, McGrath and myself;
we went below the city and had a long consultation. We told McGrath
what we had done, and gave him a full history of Harden and his two
free negroes, and where Harden had gone, etc. He next gave us a detail
of his voyage through the camp meeting and since, up to that time.
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