She wondered a little if he remembered her, but not much, for how could men with great work to do, like fighting and dying for their country, stop to think of a little girl who was still in short dresses when they had seen her last?
"The Eye of Dread"
Payne Erskine
As for you, you have resisted at every step, and I've felt every minute that you were fighting yourself more than me.
"The Locusts' Years"
Mary Helen Fee
I told my wife, when I saw the fire, to make plenty of coffee, for fighting fire's hungry work, let me tell.
"Lonesome Land"
B. M. Bower