The Rhode-Island Republican. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1809-1841, 1832-09-11

| We hear her gently whisper--'yes
sYes'-- In that word-lfsught thors car
| Oftruthful Joy on earth be found =
'Tis breathed into the soul Of man
| From virgins lips-a holy sound
And thep-whils each young heart withheart
Rejoiccth--as he takes loves kiss,
There's bound tie no force may part
Their mutual spirits answsF--'SEs / ApN
From the New-York Constellation.
THE BERKSHIRE GOLD-FINDSR.
There appeared one morning, at the
Berkshire Lyceum, a very curious sieci-
men Of humanity. He seemed TO be a
man Of some five-and-twenty andwas
six feet high, standing on his bare ssles,
for shoes he had none. He was g,unt
and slender, and his arms aud legs COM
posed the greater part ofhim. His lair,
which was long and blowsy, was natu-
rally of sorrel color, and still retained
that hue near the roots, but was faded
almost white at d distance from his head.
His beard, which had been unevsnly
clipped with the scissors, was somewhat
of the same shade. His nose was short,
his chin was long, his mouth was wide,
nnd his teeth were snagged. His dress
was linsey-woolsey, originally dyed Of a
butternut color, and seemed to hare be-
longed to his father. The skirts of his
coat came midway to his calf, while the
lapels only reached half way to the bot
tom Of his waistcoat. His pantaloons
seemed to be retreating up his legs, his
vest was without any collar, his shirt
was woollen, and his neck was bare.
Such was the general appearance Of the
man, and such were his habiliments.
He was natyus of one of the mountain
towns IN the west part of Berkshire, and
had come to the Lyceum, bright and
early, on very important errand.
"Whereabouts," said he, ssaddressing
one of the students, ''is the head man
hereabouts
"Whom do you mean I" said the stu
dent.
"Why, the headmost man here among
you," returned the stranger, "what is't
you call him there--the confessor."
"The professor, you probably mean" I"
said the student.
Exactly so," returned the natyve.
'I've got thing want to show him."
"What sort of thing?"
"That's what I've come to ax about.
I've got it in my pocket; hut don't
trust every body with the secret, not by
darned sight. It's worth fortin any
day. Why, there aint mono of your
rocks nor stones here"-staring about
upon the minerals in the cabinet---s'that's
any touch to it,"
mo And yet we have some valuable
specimens here"
'Do you call this valleyable |! Why, II
you was only to see what I've got in my
coat pocket, guess you'd open your
eyes," AZ
The student now began to feel great
curiosity about the secret ofthe strangers
pocket--especially as that skirt of bis
coat, where he indicated the pocket to
be, hung down considerably lower than
the other, as ifburdened with some prec-
ious weight, which possibly might turn
out to be gold. He therefore pressed
the gawk for sight oft.
"WeIl," returned the fellow, 'seein
Its you, don't care if L let you have a
gIympse at il. But you mustn't tell mo-
body. I've never showed 1t to no Twin
critter, but dad and mother, and sister
Belts, and two or three of the neighbors." !"
The student promised to act with due
discretion, declaring the secret would be
az safe with him, as il entrusted to the
keeping of tho whole world. Whereup-
on the stranger, no longer hesitating
stopped to one side little, and thrusting
his hand into his coat pocket, brought
to view a clever sized stone ola yellow
ish appearance, mixed with red and
grey, and which the student presently
perceived was composed partly Of iron.
"Tlere." exclaimed the ratyve, as he
showed the specimen, "what do you
think Of that, ha T.
"That's wonderful upon my word, =
said the student, affecting to start with
admiration.
"Isn't it now Z" said the gawk; ibid
you ever see the like Of that before hn!
How yaller il is Don't you think that's
the :aal stuff 7"
mo doubt of it,"
$50 told our folks. Says ], Ill lay
my head against noggin of cider, that
bit of stone 10 nearly all pure goeld.
They LATED at me. Well, says !. you
may laff as much as you please. BY
and by, you'll tell another guess story (;
and then them may Iaif that wins. So
put il in my pocket, and off l comes
this mornin, bright and airly, to see the
confessor here. who, they say, knows
the name Of every rock and stone in
Barkshire, to say nothin ofthose in Han
cock and New Lebanon. and them out