Raucous

Usage examples of hoarse.

A couched spear of acuminated granite rested by him while at his feet reposed a savage animal of the canine tribe whose stertorous gasps announced that he was sunk in uneasy slumber, a supposition confirmed by hoarse growls and spasmodic movements which his master repressed from time to time by tranquilising blows of a mighty cudgel rudely fashioned out of paleolithic stone.

During the last week or two Ward had obviously changed much, abandoning his attempts at affability and speaking only in hoarse but oddly repellent whispers on the few occasions that he ventured forth.

Gaelic song, in the Minor Key, deep and throbbing and full of patient despair and ambitionless longing-he had the Irish fiddle sound in it, the hoarse dark harmony of the lower strings played together in a plea that sounded more purely human than any sound made by child, man or woman.

Shahin was blindfolding the camels as they lurched against him, crying with their hoarse, braying voices.

Letting out a hoarse cry as he hit the hard ground, Buel lost his grip.

The detective extended his hand with a weary and somewhat fatherly manner, and spoke in a hoarse, emphysematous whisper.

All were speaking with horrible goitrous voices as if they had cleft palates, and the husband was hoarse with fury.

Sister Haka demanded in her hoarse voice, dark and cruel as a bird of prey.

Realizing that he, himself, was a man who had aided in plans of crime, Luskin uttered a hoarse scream and leaped to the door.

They were moving past, looking now at Lee and Longstreet, and they began to cheer, exhausted and hoarse, but the muskets were held high, the hats rose up, and they moved forward to the fight.

A hoarse mozo would bawl out something to an acquaintance in the ranks, or a woman would shriek suddenly the word Adios!

It was exceedingly like Peter,-- Only its voice was hollow and hoarse-- It had a queerish look of course-- Its dress too was a little neater.

Then Ripa became enthusiastic and chimed in with his hoarse old voice.

The populous heronry in Fresh Pond meadows has wellnigh broken up, but still a pair or two haunt the old home, as the gypsies of Ellangowan their ruined huts, and every evening fly over us riverwards, clearing their throats with a hoarse hawk as they go, and, in cloudy weather.

Arab slavers, the hoarse shouts of the ruga ruga, and the terrified screams of the people again filled her mind.