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Moses Hale

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Moses Hale

Birth
Jackson County, Ohio, USA
Death
Aug 1852 (aged 29)
Boise County, Idaho, USA
Burial
Burial Details Unknown. Specifically: along Oregon Trail Add to Map
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Moses was the 2nd son of John andSarah Hale. He married Nancy J. Wood of Gallia County, Ohio. They had two children Mary & Rily. In 1852 the Hales started west on the Oregon Trail. The story of that journey can be found in the book "Our Faces Are Westward" by Dennis Larsen & Karen Johnson.
The following account of his death and burial is from that book.

Monday August 16
made pretty good run before noon--about 15 miles-was hailed by men on shore--message left by old man Kountz-uneasy about us. One man died-grave below on point--landed to see-and it was Hale to whom we lent our cattle--was good fellow-Poor Hale had died very suddenly; had had a violent diarrhea for some days, but had eaten little or nothing, and was getting better, when an Indian came up with a fresh salmon, of which he was very fond, and he purchased and ate voraciously; he could not possibly, under the circumstances, have eaten anything worse--it killed him in half a day.
He was buried, as we had been told, in a lovely spot—a place he had admired the evening previous, when they camped.
Moses was the 2nd son of John andSarah Hale. He married Nancy J. Wood of Gallia County, Ohio. They had two children Mary & Rily. In 1852 the Hales started west on the Oregon Trail. The story of that journey can be found in the book "Our Faces Are Westward" by Dennis Larsen & Karen Johnson.
The following account of his death and burial is from that book.

Monday August 16
made pretty good run before noon--about 15 miles-was hailed by men on shore--message left by old man Kountz-uneasy about us. One man died-grave below on point--landed to see-and it was Hale to whom we lent our cattle--was good fellow-Poor Hale had died very suddenly; had had a violent diarrhea for some days, but had eaten little or nothing, and was getting better, when an Indian came up with a fresh salmon, of which he was very fond, and he purchased and ate voraciously; he could not possibly, under the circumstances, have eaten anything worse--it killed him in half a day.
He was buried, as we had been told, in a lovely spot—a place he had admired the evening previous, when they camped.


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