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
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