Charles E. Boles, aka Black Bart,
was an outlaw who robbed stagecoaches
in the Wild West.
He was considered a
sophisticated ‘gentleman bandit’ and was
known for leaving poems behind after his
robberies, like:
Here I lay me down to sleep To wait the coming morrow, Perhaps success, perhaps defeat, And everlasting sorrow. Let come what will, I’ll try it on, My condition can’t be worse; And if there’s money in that box ‘Tis munny in my purse. — Black Bart
Black Bart (right) and the men who helped catch him (left)
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