We can rub along, you know.
"The Dark Tower" by Phyllis Bottome
If he can rub along, he is even happy.
"A Poor Man's House" by Stephen Sydney Reynolds
With some rubbing and shaking I brought the poor fellow back to life, and helped him along until we rejoined Chanden Sing.
"An Explorer's Adventures in Tibet" by A. Henry Savage Landor
Mother has been very much put to it lately to rub along.
"The Big Bow Mystery" by I. Zangwill
Farther along he started to call her Bill Loo, but rubbed it out and substituted Lady Girl (with capitals).
"The Ranch at the Wolverine" by B. M. Bower
A bit along the path I was brought to a clear stand, and had to rub my eyes.
"The Works of Robert Louis Stevenson - Swanston Edition Vol. 17 (of 25)" by Robert Louis Stevenson
In fact, I've rubbed along that way ever since I got adrift from England and respectability.
"The Recipe for Diamonds" by Charles John Cutcliffe Wright Hyne
And for a couple of years we managed to rub along without any scandals.
"Aliens" by William McFee
We are all losing, and must get along as we can; and Mr. Stanton must bear some rubs as well as the rest of us.
"The May Flower, and Miscellaneous Writings" by Harriet Beecher Stowe
He gave him a dose of something or other that made the pain let up a little, and Si managed to rub along through the night.
"Si Klegg, Book 1 (of 6) His Transformation From A Raw Recruit To A Veteran" by John McElroy
He rubbed his hand along the rifle barrel and saw the metallic glints shine in the noonday sun.
"The World That Couldn't Be" by Clifford Donald Simak
In about half an hour the goblet began to tinkle as if some one were rubbing his wet finger along its rim.
"The Lion of Janina" by Mór Jókai
At the same time, a little soap liniment may be rubbed into the throat, along the course of the windpipe, and over the chest.
"The Dog" by Dinks, Mayhew, and Hutchinson
These rocks rub against the walls, grinding off debris which is pushed or carried along.
"Earth and Sky Every Child Should Know" by Julia Ellen Rogers
Fergus took his pipe out of his mouth and rubbed the bowl of it along his cheek, screwing up his face as though he were thinking hard.
"Hempfield" by David Grayson
Jimmy rubbed his finger very cautiously along the raw edge of the glass.
"Bransford of Rainbow Range" by Eugene Manlove Rhodes
Still, he reflected as he slowly rubbed his fingers along his uneven nose, time brings changes and chances.
"When 'Bear Cat' Went Dry" by Charles Neville Buck
The farmers can but just rub along now, with all their high prices and low wages.
"Rural Rides" by William Cobbett
You and Ted are able to rub along together very well without her.
"Number 70, Berlin" by William Le Queux
But they would rub along somehow.
"This House to Let" by William Le Queux