Found it was done while drying them to near the fire
Angles and dips of the magnetic kind
Dry bulbs and wet were ever on his mind
Strong in debate on theories scientific
Passed many a weary hour on the Pacific
Dr. Vandyke the foothills oft would skirt
Oe’r turning stones and delving in the dirt
Beetles and bugs, all things that fly and crawl
Were his delight, and well he knew them all
If one were ill, or hovering near the Brink