This was on Sunday, the 15th of July, 1848. Several persons had accidently happened in at Brown’s that day. I went into the house and told the company what had happened over to the other house, since I left; that there had been some shooting done, and that Pool was killed, and I expected Harvey was; that we were on our way to Honey Island, and stopped there for the night; and that I had come over to Brown’s to get some bread baked, and that it had all occurred since I left; and that I would like to go over and do something with Pool, and see if Stoughton was killed. A number of persons went with us to the place, some ladies among the rest. When we got there we found Pool lying dead. We laid him straight on his back. I recollected that he had some money, and I soon sounded his pockets, and obtained one hundred and twenty dollars of the money I had given him. There was a five dollar gold piece missing. I took all he had. As he had other means, I knew that the money would do him no good then. I went into the house and got John Copeland’s hat, and went down to the side of the swamp and called Stoughton, and he came out. We were then all together again, except Pool. We gathered our guns, returned to Brown’s, eat dinner, and left for home. But in the affray I had lost my memorandum book, and in that book was the diagram or map and directions where to find the money which belonged to Wages, McGrath and myself; I hunted for it diligently, but could not find it. It certainly went in a very mysterious way, and I have often since thought that the decree of Justice forbid me enjoying that money. After we left Brown’s that day, we traveled on the same route we had come. We slept in the woods that night, and next day we got something to eat at Peter Fairley’s, and so continued our journey on home, where we arrived on Sunday, the 22d of July, having been gone just fourteen days. When we arrived, old Wages was highly pleased that Harvey was killed, and he and the old lady very promptly settled with us. He paid us off with his place on Big Creek, in part, and the balance in hogs, cattle, pony horses, carts and farming tools and utensils. My father and mother, with the family, removed to the place. In a very little while after that, the times began to be very squally. Old Wages and his wife had to pull up stakes, take their negroes and leave the country, at a great sacrifice of their property. I was already an outlaw; my brother John now became one with me. Stoughton, like a fool, as he was, took a yoke of oxen, or some cattle, which he had received from Wages in part pay for his services, to Mobile for sale. While there, he was arrested and put in jail, under the requisition of the Governor of Mississippi, and conveyed from Mobile to Perry county, where he was tried and convicted twice. The first conviction was reversed by the Appellate Court, and while in prison, waiting a second hearing, he died. So went another of our clan to eternity.