holloas

But Dick viewed him; and with many holloas and much blowing of horns, and prayers from

The American Senator 2004

"Forward, forward!" holloas Frank, giving vent to his excitement in one of those prolonged screams that proclaim how the astonished sportsman has actually seen the fox with his own eyes.

Kate Coventry An Autobiography G. J. Whyte-Melville

Just after dinner everybody had heard the horn sounding in the woods, with distant holloas and deep music of hounds, and then the pack came streaming out in full cry, and next moment all the horsemen were galloping over the fields and leaping the hedges.

The Devil's Garden W. B. Maxwell 1902

She will there get the best possible instruction in hunt discipline and see the game correctly played, which is far better for her than graduating in a country where people ride to holloas, where the

The Horsewoman A Practical Guide to Side-Saddle Riding, 2nd. Ed. Alice M. Hayes 1873

"When he holloas, let's fetch him out with a will."

Sail Ho! A Boy at Sea George Manville Fenn 1870

Comes to me and wants to borrow my boat, and boasts and brags and holloas about as to how you knows everything.

Cormorant Crag A Tale of the Smuggling Days George Manville Fenn 1870

But Dick viewed him; and with many holloas and much blowing of horns, and prayers from Captain

The American Senator Anthony Trollope 1848

But I can't be quiet, either before the fire or abed; so I runs out of the house, and stares at the rocks, at the trees, and sometimes at the clouds, as they run a race across the bright moon; and, the more I stares, the more frighted I grows, till I screeches and holloas.

Lavengro The Scholar - The Gypsy - The Priest, Vol. 1 (of 2) George Henry Borrow 1842

But I can't be quiet, either before the fire or abed; so I runs out of the house, and stares at the rocks, at the trees, and sometimes at the clouds, as they run a race across the bright moon; and the more I stares, the more frighted I grows, till I screeches and holloas.

Lavengro The Scholar, the Gypsy, the Priest George Henry Borrow 1842

But I can't be quiet, either before the fire or abed; so I runs out of the house, and stares at the rocks, at the trees, and sometimes at the clouds, as they run a race across the bright moon; and, the more I stares, the more frighted I grows, till I screeches and holloas.

Lavengro; the Scholar, the Gypsy, the Priest George Henry Borrow 1842