An objection, a complaint.

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1839.  

        I have been taking julips, and a little saffern tea,
And from the lurid weather I lie in bed, you see;
My spirit now is languid, and funny is my snore,
So take the hint without a kick, and shut the open door.
Chemung (N.Y.) Democrat, Dec. 25.    

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1909.  “There’s no kick coming on this, stranger,” said one wiry, dark-haired fellow.—N.Y. Evening Post, April 15.

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