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Show Boniface Objected. (Atlanta Constitution.) A poetical traveler, stopping at a'Geor-gia a'Geor-gia inn, dismounted from his horse and called to the landlord, who was lounging Dn the veranda: Wrinkled 'ostler, grim and thin. Here is custom come vour way Take my bridle and lead"him in Stuff his ribs with moldy hay! "Ef you say that ag'in." said the land- ' lord, "I'll lamm you side the head with this hickory, Thar's a nigger here to look -after the horses." "My good man," explained the traveler ' "I meant no offense. I was only- quoting Tennyson to you." "Hang Tennyson!" exclaimed the land- lord, "an' tell him I said so. Neither him . nor you kin make a stable boy o' me." |