English poem
LINES FER ISAAC BRADWELL, OF INDANOPLIS, IND.,
Through fire and flood this book has passed.— Fer what?—I hardly dare to ast— Less'n it's still to pamper me With extry food fer vanity;— Fer, sence it's fell in hands as true As yourn is—and a Hoosier too,— I'm prouder of the book, I jing! Than 'fore they tried to burn the thing!