" He was once again the man I had wrangled with.

" They wrangled over it, Pulz joining.

Oh yes; we are not without our political parties and disputes; and we sometimes wrangle about very small matterssuch as, what amount of labour shall be bestowed on the public roadsthe best modes of conducting our schools and collegesthe comparative merits of the candidates for office, or the policy of some proposed change in the laws.

While we, in wrangling for a general, Forsake our friends, forestal our forward war, And leave our legions full of dalliance: Waiting our idle wills at Capua.

Long before the senior year he had allured a chosen band about him who shared his eager aspiration for war, and when the other fellows dawdled in society or wrangled in debate, these young Alexanders set their tents in the college campus and fought the campaigns of Frederick or Napoleon over again.

But the wrangles of sectarian zeal no longer concern us: for we have passed "To where beyond those voices there is peace.

Fools, usurers, oppressors, and spendthrifts of life are left gaping and wrangling on the hellward side.

" The old soldier flatly refused to present himself as being in command of the Minute Boys, and there is no saying how long we might have wrangled among ourselves had not Colonel Willett, impatient to see us, come up just at that moment.

If such were the case, Lanyard had no wish to witness a public wrangle between the two.

Seeing that no dependence was to be placed in him for protection, the farmers of the revenue, forming themselves into a wedge, rushed into the void space occasioned by the removal of the people for the purpose of causing disturbance, wrangling at the same time with the people and the tribunes.

Not that there is any discord in her matchless voice, but there is a vast amount of wrangling as to her precise merits.

Do not wrangle before a man who is dying!"

" Baptiste was not in a humor to bear these merited reproaches, and he rejoined upon the aggrieved Nicklaus in a manner that would speedily have brought their ill-timed wrangle to an issue, had not Maso passed rudely between them, shoving them asunder with the sinews of a giant.

"Why the deuce don't you two get to bed and not wrangle like a pair of cats in the middle of the night, disturbing a man's rest?" came in my father's voice from amid the bedclothes.