Crossword-Solution: FOXHUNT
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| "What a beautiful ceremony, Megan and Helen ___!" | 1 answer |
| Where "Tallyho!" may be heard | 1 answer |
| hunting of foxes with hounds | 1 answer |
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Hint 1 meaning
One who, or that which, eats.
Hint 2 anagram
AERET
Hint 3 another clue
greedy person
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Sentences with FOXHUNT (5)
You are astonishing! My caprices! Is there anything else in life? Your foxhunt, isn't that capricious?" He replied, very sincerely: "If I had not promised, I swear to you, Therese, that I would sacrifice that small pleasure with great joy." She felt that he spoke the truth.
You are astonishing! My caprices! Is there anything else in life? Your foxhunt, isn’t that capricious?” He replied, very sincerely: “If I had not promised, I swear to you, Therese, that I would sacrifice that small pleasure with great joy.” She felt that he spoke the truth.
The waggoners on the road stopped their wains, the late noisy ploughmen leaned vacantly on their stilts, the turnip-pullers stood erect in air, and the shepherds' boys deserted the bleating flocks;--all was life and joy and liberty--'Liberty, equality, and foxhunt-ity!' 'Yo--i--cks, wind him! Y--o--o--icks! rout him out!' went Frosty; occasionally varying the entertainment with a loud crack of his heavy whip, when he could get upon a piece of rising ground to clear the thong.
Social and Rural--No Scandals--Hawthorne's Visit--Alexander Smith's--Jerdan's Haycock--Otto Goldschmidt and Macdougall--Dark Visitors--Liberian Gold Medal--Noviomagians--Lucky Angling--Albury Waltz--Rustic Stupidity--Redmen--The Drinking Fountain--Our House a Hive of Bees--Foxhunt in Drawing-room--The Donkey Burglar--Anthony Devis--Irvingism 245-256 CHAPTER XXXI.
Was that thunder? I sprang to the saddle, she clung behind And away on a hot race down the wind, And never was steed so little spared And never was foxhunt half so hard, For we rode for our lives, In Texas, down by the Rio Grande.