1877 - Town History
At the eastern extremity of the Caspian, and just below its outlet, is the beautiful little village of Greensboro, where there are some 25 neat dwellings, a hotel, 3 or 4 stores, excellent mills for sawing and grinding, also several shops where mechanical business of divers (sic) sorts is carried on, 2 churches, Congregational and Presbyterian, the town house and school-house.
Such is Greensboro at the present day. But such it once was not. Less than one hundred years, this town and all the surrounding country was an unbroken wilderness. Then "the red man of the forest" might here erect his wigwam, pursue his game, or launch his light canoe, with no fear of being molested by men boasting a higher degree of civilization; or in his absence, the wild bear, the deer and the moose might roam through these forests unscared. But time rolls on, and anon new visions meet the eye. The sound of the axe is heard, announcing the approach of civilized men. The Red Man retreats, the wild beasts...
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