Crossword clues for yellowlegs
The Collaborative International Dictionary
Tattler \Tat"tler\, n.
One who tattles; an idle talker; one who tells tales.
--Jer. Taylor.-
(Zo["o]l.) Any one of several species of large, long-legged sandpipers belonging to the genus Totanus.
Note: The common American species are the greater tattler, or telltale ( Totanus melanoleucus), the smaller tattler, or lesser yellowlegs ( Totanus flavipes), the solitary tattler ( Totanus solitarius), and the semipalmated tattler, or willet. The first two are called also telltale, telltale spine, telltale tattler, yellowlegs, yellowshanks, and yelper.
Wiktionary
n. Either of two birds in the genus ''Tringa'', with yellow legs.
WordNet
n. either of two North American shorebird with yellow legs
Wikipedia
Usage examples of "yellowlegs".
And put up one-way walls around human society and live by the sufferance of the yellowlegs in a world where the yellowlegs control all the resources.
What is this secret from the heritage of man that the yellowlegs are holding back from us?
Black Kettle had been a treaty man: we talked among ourselves that the Yellowlegs had no honor.
He said we would someday have to fight the Yellowlegs among the clouds as in the old days.
We killed some of them, and the Yellowlegs burned many of our villages.
Sitting Bull said we should not go against the Yellowlegs yet, that we could only kill a few at a time.
She looked up for the cry of a jay, for the sheer of its blue arc down the length of the fence and then back to lark bunting, red crossbill, northern shrike, lesser yellowlegs fluttering by on the pages of the bird book opened on her lap while here, in the branches of the mulberry tree above her, nothing moved but a squirrel's mindless leap for the roof of the house and she sat back, her stained face raised bared for the sun gone now even from the top of the maple, gone this abruptly behind the mountain with not even a cloud in what sky these trees allowed to trace its loss leaving only a chill that trembled the length of her .
She looked up for the cry of a jay, for the sheer of its blue arc down the length of the fence and then back to lark bunting, red crossbill, northern shrike, lesser yellowlegs fluttering by on the pages of the bird book opened on her lap while here, in the branches of the mulberry tree above her, nothing moved but a squirrel's mindless leap for the roof of the house and she sat back, her stained face raised bared for the sun gone now even from the top of the maple, gone this abruptly behind the mountain with not even a cloud in what sky these trees allowed to trace its loss leaving only a chill that trembled the length of her, sent her back in where .