_Lead._--There are several localities of this mineral. A mine of it
is wrought near New River, 15 miles from Wythe, Virginia. Another
locality of the ore of lead is said to have been discovered in
Granger County, Tennessee, on land belonging to General Cocke.
It exists also, very near the surface, on the plantation of the
Rev. Mr. Craighead, near Nashville; which, however, is out of our
boundary.
Other metallic ores are said to have been found among these
mountains, and particularly those of gold and silver; but the
accounts are vague and uncertain, and not to be credited.
The numerous _Caves_ of this country present attractions to every,
the least curious, traveller; and, in an eminent degree, to the
mineralogist. They are crevices, or large chasms, probably worn
in the rocks by the passage of water. This will, at first view,
perhaps appear a bold assertion; but if it be recollected that they
occur only in limestone, which is a soft rock, and (under certain
circumstances,) soluble in water; that the rocks bear every mark
of having been worn by water; and that streams of water are always
found in them, it will not appear an improbable hypothesis. It is
by no means difficult to believe that a stream, after having worn
such a chasm as a cave presents, in the solid rock, may have found
another channel; and, forsaking the old, have left room for nature
to display some of her most beautiful works. A description of one
of these caves will be a description of all; and we shall select
_Wier's Cave_, in Rockingham County, Virginia, as it is the most
curious of any with which we are acquainted.
The entrance of the cave is narrow and difficult. When the cave was
first discovered, the passage into it was impeded by stalactites,
which had formed perpendicular columns across it; but these are now
removed. As we advance, our course is at first horizontal, but we
soon descend fifteen or twenty feet by a ladder, and find ourselves
in a large echoing cavern. Stalactites of a silvery whiteness
are suspended from above, and pillars of stalagmites are rising
around us. Ledges of rocks form our floor, and the uneven walls
are incrusted over with a beautiful brown spar, which is sometimes
suspended from the canopy in thin, shining, and translucent sheets.
In passing on over the rugged rock of our pathway, our attention
is divided between a care for our safety, and an admiration of the
surrounding wonders.
Proceeding on through a narrower crevice in the rocks, we are soon
introduced into other apartments, differing in shape and size
from the first, but resembling it in the irregularity of its
walls, floor, and covering, and in the calcareous incrustations
and concretions, which, assuming a thousand fantastic shapes, and
displaying a sparkling lustre, the more vivid as the light is
stronger, give to this whole grotto the power of charming every
beholder.
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