Uno de los más famosos salteadores de diligencias fue el caballeroso californiano de origen Inglés Chales E. Bolles (1830 - 1888?), alias Black Bart, que, además de volver locos a los detectives de la agencia Pinkerton y de la Wells Fargo y a los agentes de la ley durante más de ocho años de ininterrumpida inactividad atracadora, se caracterizó por dejar poemas en los escenarios de sus crímenes.
* Extraído del libro "Breve Historia del Salvaje Oeste, Pistoleros y Forajidos" de Gregorio Doval. Editorial NOWTILUS. 2009.
Charles Bolles left only two authenticated verses. The first verse was left at the scene of the August 3, 1877, holdup on a stage traveling from Point Arena to Duncan's Mills:"I've labored long and hard for bread,
For honor, and for riches,
But on my corns too long you've tred,
You fine-haired sons of bitches."
- Black Bart, 1877
The second verse was left at the site of his July 25, 1878, holdup of a stage traveling from Quincy to Oroville. It read:
"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
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