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I M Black Bart-Personal Narrative Essay

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As I went up to John Shine I said "If he dares to shoot, give him a solid volley, boys". He looked around. And he gave me the box of goods, and I knew that when I left he would realize that the “rifle” men were just sticks. And the second I left, I knew that I would have a price on my head. Hi I 'm Black bart. I born in Norfolk, England. I worked for a stagecoaches company and I quit. Ever since then I wanted revenge. My first robbery was on July 26, 1875. You know what happend because it is the first paragraph. On the fourth robbery I committed I left this, “I 've labored long and hard for bread, For honor and for riches But on my corns too long you 've tread, You fine-haired sons-of-bitches. Black Bart, the P o 8" On my fifth

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