In the dim dawn of history our island was a land of wood and marsh broken here and there by patches of open ground and pierced by occasional track-ways which threaded the forest and circled round the edges of the impassable fen The inhabited districts of the country were not the fertile river-bottoms where population grew thick in after-days these were in primitive times nothing but sedgy water-meadows or matted thickets Men dwelt rather on the t...
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