It don't seem to me they are the right stuff to make American citizens out of.

Give me the native-born Yankee, free and independent from his cradle upwards.

That's my way of thinking." Blair stood up as he spoke, and waved his knife in a manner more emphatic than elegant.

A speech, one of his favorite speeches, seemed imminent.

Blair did love to hear himself talk.
"My son, our question in life is not what we _like_, but what is _duty_.
I think the laws of the kingdom of heaven should be the guide to every lover of his country.