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grims at Plymouth to the present time, will transpire, ere the 

 loggers' camp will give place to the farm-house, and golden fields 

 of waving grain relieve the sun-hid earth of the gigantic forests 

 go long cherished upon its laboring bosom. 



"We can seem to look through the following prophetic verse as 

 a magic spy-glass, which dispels twie as well as space, and see 

 the reality it points out pass vividly before the imagination. 

 " Loud behind us grow the murmui-s 

 Of the age to come, 

 Clang of smiths and tread of farmers, 



Bearing harvests home ! 

 Here her virgin lap with treasures 



Shall the green earth fill, 

 Waving wheat and golden maize-ears 

 Crown each beechen hill." 

 The reader may be asked, in conclusion, to estimate the re- 

 sults of fifty years' lumbering on the Penobscot. What a vast 

 revenue, in addition to the agricultural interests of the contigu- 

 ous country ! When we look to Bangor, so favorably located at 

 the head of navigation, the grand center of all these great inter- 

 ests, it would seem not irrational to predict for it a glorious ca- 

 reer in growth, wealth, and importance, nor improbable that the 

 same may be fully realized. She is surrounded by resources of 

 wealth altogether beyond any other to-WTi or city in the state, of 

 which neither her citizens, with all their foresight, nor capital- 

 ists, seem to be fully aware. 



Of one great disadvantage, which must retard her progress, 

 mention may be made, viz., capitalists abroad own too much of 

 the territory on her river. A judicious policy m business must 

 be steadily pursued, else she may only prove the mere outlet 

 through which the wealth of her territory shall pass to other 

 hands, leaving her with the bitter inheritance of one day becom- 

 ing possessed ol' the knowledge, when too late, of what she might 

 luinc been. 



