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Beresford, SD -- U.S. city in South Dakota
Population (2000): 2006
Housing Units (2000): 919
Land area (2000): 1.775104 sq. miles (4.597499 sq. km)
Water area (2000): 0.000000 sq. miles (0.000000 sq. km)
Total area (2000): 1.775104 sq. miles (4.597499 sq. km)
FIPS code: 04980
Located within: South Dakota (SD), FIPS 46
Location: 43.080859 N, 96.776148 W
ZIP Codes (1990): 57004
Note: some ZIP codes may be omitted esp. for suburbs.
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Beresford can refer to: People

  • Beresford (surname)

Places

  • Beresford, British Columbia
  • Beresford, Republic of Ireland
  • Beresford, Manitoba
  • Beresford, New Brunswick within Beresford Parish, New Brunswick
  • Beresford, South Dakota
  • Beresford, Western Australia
  • Beresford Dale, in Derbyshire, England
  • The Beresford, a luxury apartment building on Central Park West in New York City
  • The Beresford Hotel, Glasgow, Scotland

Other

  • 5682 Beresford, an asteroid
Beresford (surname)

Beresford is an English surname. It has its roots in the village of Beresford in the parish of Alstonefield, North Staffordshire, or perhaps in some cases from Burford (originally Berford), in Oxfordshire. The placenames are derived from the Olde English pre 7th Century words "beofor", meaning beaver, plus "forda", a shallow river crossing. In the Ashmole roll of 1322, there appears the name of Sir Symon Bereford of Warwickshire.

Usage examples of "beresford".

Even as Miss Beresford was patting me consolingly on the arm and murmuring a few farewell words of sympathy which didn't go any too well with the twinkle in her eyes, I caught sight of captain Bullen perched on top of the companionway leading down from the main deck.

As he came down the companionway and passed Miss Beresford he made a heroic effort to twist his features into the semblance of a smile and managed to hold it for all of two seconds until he had passed her by, then got back to his glowering again.

If nothing else, I thought sourly, he would at least take Miss Beresford out of my hair.

Julius beresford, president and chief stockholder of the hart-mccormick mining federation, sat where he nearly always sat, not only now but on half a dozen previous cruises, at the top right-hand side of the captain's table, next to captain Bullen himself.

There are exceptions to every rule, and julius beresford was the exception to Bullen's rule that he couldn't abide any passenger, period.

Miss beresford regarded me thoughtfully for a moment, then bent to examine her hors d'oeuvres, showing the gleaming auburn hair cut in a bouffant style that looked as if it had been achieved with a garden rake and a pair of secateurs but had probably cost a fortune.

Even the very considerable sums of money earned by inveigling the properly respectful lower classes into viewing his stately home at two and six a time were making only a slight dent on the crushing burden of death duties, whereas an alliance with miss beresford would solve his difficulties for ever and ever.

Things were being complicated for the unfortunate duke by the fact that, though his intellect was bent on miss beresford, his attentions and eyes were for the most part on the extravagantly opulent charms-and undeniable beauty of the platinum blonde and often-divorced cinema actress who flanked him on the other side.

Ten minutes later, having drawn a complete blank in three of the four remaining suites, I found myself in the last of them, the big one on the port side, aft, belonging to julius beresford and his family.

I searched the cabin belonging to beresford and his wife-and by this time I was really searching, not just only for benson, but for any signs that he might have been there-but again a blank.

Miss susan beresford, I reflected, certainly did herself well in the way of clothes.

She sighed, closed the door and leaned against it, and I had to admit that any door, even the expensively panelled ones on the campari, looked twice the door with susan beresford draped against it.

White's eyes lit up as he caught sight of me, then clouded in disapproval when he saw susan beresford emerging through the doorway behind me.

While I was waiting, miss beresford gave me her smile again, the sweet one with too much malice in it for my liking.

Susan beresford had recrossed the cabin and was standing near, screwing a cigarette into a jade holder about a foot in length.