Poor guy didn't learn anything about being discrete. Like when James Marshall cautiously whispered, in the faintest breath possible, to John Sutter that he found some gold, and Sutter foolishly shouted "Gold!?" Like the magic of Pandora's box, the word "gold" had barely left his lips when the entire world heard and showed up to make their claims. And neither poor old Marshall nor Sutter managed to get much more than a pittance out of it.