"Guerrilla" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... through holding up a trivial racing-return or two until he and his outside confederate had been able to make their illicit wagers, then his official ostracism, and his wandering street-cat life, when, at last, the humbling and compelling pinch of poverty had turned him to "overhead guerrilla" work and the dangers and vicissitudes of a poolroom key-operator. He recalled his chance meeting with MacNutt, the wire-tapper, and their partnership of privateer forces in that strange campaign against Penfield, the alert and opulent poolroom king, who had seemed always able to defy the ...
— Phantom Wires - A Novel • Arthur Stringer
... promising circumstances. There were no signs of a concerted rising on a large scale, such as had overthrown the Government in 1848, and the authorities disposed of overwhelming means, if they knew how to use them, of crushing a few guerrilla bands. Cavour was slow to believe the catastrophe at hand, but he thought that the time was come to send the King of Naples a warning, which was practically an ultimatum. On April 15 Victor Emmanuel ...
— Cavour • Countess Evelyn Martinengo-Cesaresco
... that fight on which you've been insisting. I don't want to fight, but I'm ready for a fair stand-up. Just a moment, please!" Craig had barked a few oaths preliminary to an outpouring of his feelings. "I'm warning you to let up on those guerrilla tactics of yours. I propose to find out whether your big men in New York are backing you. I'm telling you now to your face, so you can't accuse me later of carrying tales behind your back, of my intention to ...
— Joan of Arc of the North Woods • Holman Day
... that, mamma, and so we didn't sit down, and made it a guerrilla war; only Fergus couldn't understand the difference between guerrillas and gorillas, and would thump upon himself and roar when they were ...
— The Two Sides of the Shield • Charlotte M. Yonge
... ... it isn't the Paris of other days ... and Paquerette, little Easter daisy in whose lips new worlds were born to you, little flower of France the music and perfume of whose youth are yours still to remember through the guerrilla warfare of the mounting years—little Paquerette is dead. And you are old now and married, and there are the children to look out for—they're at the school age—and life's quondam melody is full of rests and skies are not always as blue as once ...
— Europe After 8:15 • H. L. Mencken, George Jean Nathan and Willard Huntington Wright
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