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
Bilbos then swore vengeance against Brown and Wages, who had pulled
up stakes and were leaving Hancock county, and Mississippi, too. The
Bilbos pursued them, and passed them some way; turned back, and the
parties met suddenly on a small hill. While one party ascended on one
side the other party ascended on the other side, and both parties were
within a few paces of each other at first view. Wages had the advantage
of them; he had his double barrel gun well loaded and fresh caps on;
Bilbos had their rifles well loaded and fresh primed, but they had a
rag over the powder in the pan to keep it dry. These rags they had to
remove before they could fire. Wages immediately fired and killed one
of them dead, and then fired at the other before he could get ready to
shoot and broke his thigh. From some cause Bilbo’s horse got scared and
threw him to the ground, and he immediately begged for his life. At
first sight of the Bilbos old Brown ran, so Wages said.
Now it was that Wages and Brown both had to make their escape the best
way they could. They came to Mobile, and there they were on the scout,
as well as myself. McGrath was so well identified with them that he was
watched very closely about Gainesville. He got into some corn stealing
scrape, and broke into Hancock jail, and nothing but the gold or silver
key ever turned him out. He and Wages happened to have a little of
that, and he and his wife then left Honey Island, and were at Daniel
Smith’s, on Black creek, in Perry county. So it was Brown and Wages
managed to get their families, and McGrath and his wife back into the
vicinity of Mobile some time in November, 1847.
Wages and McGrath had very near got through with all their money.
McGrath, in particular, had none, only as he borrowed. Wages had some,
but had spent a large amount in feeding and clothing old Brown and his
gang. Wages and his wife remained on Big creek at the old man’s place,
and I the greater part of the time with him. Brown and McGrath moved
down on Dog river, near Stage Stand, pretending to burn coal and cut
wood to sell, but they were in fact stealing, for they had nothing
to eat and but little money. Brown had sold his possessions in Perry
county to Harvey, and had received all his pay but forty dollars. He
had represented his land to be saved or entered land, when it was
public land, and Harvey refused to pay the forty dollar note, and that
same pitiful note, and Brown’s rascality and falsehood cost Wages and
McGrath their lives, and Harvey and Pool their lives, and have placed
me where I am.
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