John Wesley was still recovering from his terrible wounds when a grand jury convened and indicted him for the attempted murder of that vile hound Phil Sublett! There was no appeal against this grave injustice and Wes, wounded though he was, had to flee the town by dark of night, like a common criminal. He became a hunted animal, relentlessly pursued by posses. I’m proud to say that, weak and sick as I was, I rode with him through those trying times. On the scout, we slipped from one hideout to another, and finally found refuge in Angelina County at the home of Dave Harrel, a Hardin family friend. But the state police would not leave us alone. Three or four times packs of hunters rode close to the house. Sitting in the Harrel parlor, Wes said to me, “Little Bit, the wound in my belly is festering and I need medical help. I think I’ve no option but to surrender.” I was not in good shape myself. The wound on my thigh had grown to twice its size and it smelled. We’d had little to eat since leaving Trinity Station and I’d lost weight.
What do You think about Forty Times A Killer (2014)?
