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James G. Blaine

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Like an armed warrior, like a plumed knight, James G. Blaine marched down the halls of the American Congress and threw his shining lance full and fair against the brazen forehead of every traitor to his country and every maligner of his fair reputation.
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Robert G. Ingersoll nominating Blaine for President at the 1876 Republican National Convention (15 June 1876)

 
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