DoP°n.icnt me last company linn got tb* gold. Ef they ain't, it's there, plenty of it. but the puzzle is how to get it.**DESCRIPTION OF THE ISLAND.Oak island is a small .wooded, with farm clearings at intervals, and nobbing in particular to distinguish it from the three hundred and sixty-five islands with which the bay is studded except ! «. as we approached nearer the grove of' oaks of which the men had spoken. These were ragged, sinister, skeleton like, and sent a cold .creepy sensation through the beholder the moment his gaze rested upon them. The landing is about, half a mile from the shafts. The way thither leading up a long lane, across a field along a strip of shore and then up the hill to the yawning pits. These with the debris taken from them, are all t hat indicate the existence of the buried hoard if such exists.The works were deserted, but the stockholders of the last company had held a meeting a few days before, we were told, and hnd voted to try and raise more money and proceed with the work.An old negro whom we met near-by shook hi.s head at. the whole proceedings.We lived hyeralouts fifty year, said lie. an we seen all the diggin' t'hets been done in that time, an we seen a heap of good money go into them holes, an’ none come out. The gold's there nho’ enuff bright and hard and shiny, but it ain't agoin' to begot by mortal man. It's under a npell.aho' enuff. an’ these fools diggers might as well stop diggin’ fur it first as last.#»r% a \r\TA»n onn a v