Good-by one more day. Major Morfit up here this eve; looked in to see me; thinks my chance for exchange just as good here as at Columbia. I don't know how much he knows about it, but I think very little. Apropos, an epigram occurs.
Our jailer bears the name of Morfit
A name on which if any saw fit
By making rhymes his life to forfeit
He'd swear By Allah and the Prophet
For nothing was this Major more fit.
SOURCE: Francis Winthrop Palfrey, Memoir of William Francis Bartlett, p. 130