﻿Proemial 
  Historic 
  Facts. 
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  the 
  song 
  of 
  the 
  saw, 
  and 
  the 
  sound 
  of 
  the 
  hammer. 
  Heavily 
  

   loaded 
  wagons 
  and 
  drays 
  rattled 
  over 
  the 
  newly-made, 
  rock- 
  

   paved 
  streets. 
  Magnificent 
  buildings 
  lined 
  each 
  side 
  of 
  the 
  

   way, 
  elegant 
  dwellings 
  could 
  be 
  seen 
  in 
  the 
  distance, 
  churches 
  

   with 
  their 
  tall 
  spires 
  almost 
  kissing 
  the 
  clouds 
  stood 
  here 
  

   and 
  there, 
  factory 
  bells 
  and 
  steam 
  whistles 
  sent 
  forth 
  their 
  

   evening 
  signals. 
  Everything 
  is 
  hurry 
  and 
  bustle. 
  Pro- 
  

   gress 
  and 
  enterprise 
  is 
  evident 
  on 
  every 
  side, 
  and 
  to 
  think 
  

   that 
  where 
  this 
  proud 
  and 
  famous 
  little 
  city 
  now 
  stands 
  

   was, 
  a 
  few 
  years 
  ago, 
  almost 
  a 
  wilderness. 
  Is 
  it 
  not 
  a 
  grand 
  

   illustration 
  of 
  what 
  enterprise 
  and 
  energ}' 
  can 
  do? 
  We, 
  at 
  

   this 
  point 
  of 
  our 
  observation, 
  came 
  to 
  the 
  conclusion 
  that 
  

   Durham 
  could 
  date 
  its 
  birth 
  and 
  the 
  beginning 
  of 
  its 
  pros- 
  

   perity 
  to 
  the 
  time 
  when 
  those 
  two 
  Generals, 
  about 
  whom 
  we 
  

   have 
  been 
  writing, 
  came 
  together 
  at 
  the 
  old 
  Bennett 
  House, 
  

   shook 
  hands 
  as 
  it 
  were 
  over 
  the 
  "bloody 
  chasm," 
  and 
  ar- 
  

   ranged 
  all 
  those 
  stipulations 
  that 
  ended 
  the 
  war. 
  

  

  