We're only 'battlers', me and my mate, pickin' up crumbs by the wayside.
Thine the generations of might,—the strivers, the battlers,—the men who make Nature tame!
Willard rescued the lamp just before the table went over on top of the battlers, showering them with books and papers.
Broken Tooth swam well in the lead, with his older workers and battlers behind him.
The ‘battlers’ ...