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EARLY HISTORY OF WOODSTOCK
While the forests have disappeared under the sturdy blows of the pioneer's ax, and by his toil have been converted into smiling fields of plenty, dotted all over with monuments of industrial skill, yet the face of the old township is the same as when my boyish feet first pressed its virgin soil over fifty years ago. On a bright November afternoon in 1834, mellowed by softness of an Indian summer sun, its beautiful openings, crystal waters and far-reaching landscapes gladdened my sight, and although weary and travel-worn, I felt like leaping for joy.
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