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2 HISTORY OF AMESBURY.<br />

brook gliding through it, and these again were surrounded with<br />

vast woody hills, which afforded a very agreeable prospect." This<br />

tradition was no doubt in the main correct, but since the decima-<br />

tion <strong>of</strong> the Indians by some disease about which there are<br />

various opinions, (some believing it to have been small pox,<br />

others pronouncing it yellow fever) the planting grounds had<br />

been neglected, and to some extent grown to weeds. There<br />

were, however, openings, clear spots and shining rivulets, and<br />

also vast woods, some old, decaying and broken into fragments,<br />

scattered in wild pr<strong>of</strong>usion ; woods towering al<strong>of</strong>t with gigantic<br />

trunks ripe for the "woodman's axe" ; woods in the prime <strong>of</strong><br />

life, vigorous and <strong>of</strong> the brightest foliage ; woods just springing<br />

above the decayed growth <strong>of</strong> former centuries, covering the hills<br />

and most <strong>of</strong> the valleys in such abundance that our ancestors<br />

found it convenient to build huge fireplaces, something like eight<br />

feet long and four feet deep.<br />

Dismal and gloomy must have been the outlook as approach-<br />

ing night settled over this wilderness, enshrouding the land in<br />

darkness. Oft was the solemn stillness broken by the sharp bark<br />

<strong>of</strong> the fox or the more frightful howl <strong>of</strong> the hungry wolf which<br />

roamed the woods undisturbed. Over this wild land which had<br />

hitherto been but little better than "a solitary waste", the sun<br />

had not failed to rise in all its usual splendor, the moon had<br />

shed her pale light as at present, the snows <strong>of</strong> thousands <strong>of</strong><br />

winters had come and gone, spring had revived, herb and plant,<br />

clothing the trees with beautiful green. Summer had not failed<br />

to bring forth flower and fruit, nor had autumn f<strong>org</strong>otten to<br />

tinge with purple and gold the forest leaves. The streams had<br />

meandered through their long worn channels in the meadows<br />

and by the hill sides, unused and unappreciated.<br />

There were none to admire the beauties <strong>of</strong> nature or turn<br />

her wonderful resources to account. The land was simply the<br />

hunting grounds <strong>of</strong> the various tribes who dwelt in the vicinity<br />

or resorted to this famous locality for hunting and fishing. Wild<br />

beasts <strong>of</strong> various kinds, and birds <strong>of</strong> many species, had for<br />

unknown ages dwelt in comparative safety, strangers to the sharp<br />

crack <strong>of</strong> the hunter's fowling piece. Ages before our ancestors

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