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The Nathan Hale of Arkansas—David O. Dodd. By Prof. W. C. Parham. Benton, ark., May 26TH, 1883. Rev. Dr. J. Wm. Jones, Secretary Southern Historical Society. My Dear Sir,—I enjoyed the great pleasure of hearing General Fitzhugh Lee's grap
y on the military road, leading in a southwesterly direction, intending to cross Saline river just west of the village of Benton, the county seat of Saline county, twenty-six miles from Little Rock.
Within a mile after leaving the city, he had to pa and this was the last on that road.
Thinking that he would not again be challenged, he still kept on the road leading to Benton.
About ten miles from Little Rock the Hot Springs road branches off from the military road, and by mistake he took this some miles.
He now thinking himself safe, started through the woods to intersect the road, he ought to have taken, near Benton.
In his attempt to do this, he unexpectedly came upon a squad of cavalry that had gone into the country on a foraging ex
The Nathan Hale of Arkansas—David O. Dodd. By Prof. W. C. Parham. Benton, ark., May 26TH, 1883. Rev. Dr. J. Wm. Jones, Secretary Southern Historical Society. My Dear Sir,—I enjoyed the great pleasure of hearing General Fitzhugh Lee's graphic description of the Battle of Chancellorsville, in Little Rock, last winter. I
f the college, and whose tragic death had been embalmed in verse by Fannie Green Borland, the gifted poetess of the West, under the caption of The Nathan Hale of Arkansas.
I have recently endeavored to find a file of that paper, from which I wished to extract the account there given, and send it to you. I have been unable to proc th his family and effects to Texas before the fall of Little Rock.
In November of that year, he sent his son David, a youth just seventeen years of age, back to Arkansas to settle up some unfinished business in Saline county, their late home, about fifteen miles southwest of Little Rock.
While he knew it would be hazardous for