Could be cipher'd on a slate.
"I wonder how such a thunderin' sounded
When all New York was woods;
'Spose likely some Injins have been drownded,
When the rains have raised your floods.
"I wonder if wild stags and buffaloes
Have stood where now I stand;
Well--s'pose being scared at first, they stubb'd their toes;
I wonder where they'd land.
"I wonder if that rainbow has been shinin'