...crujir, to crackle, clash, rustle, crack, clang... 
Gustavo Adolfo Becquer 「Legends, Tales and Poems」
...There was silence in the old inn parlour for a moment, as the rustle of theComtesse’s skirts died away down the passage...
Baroness Orczy 「The Scarlet Pimpernel」
...The tall palms began to sway and rustle in the forerunning breeze...
Stewart Edward White 「African Camp Fires」
...Both the ladies swept him such veryfine courtesies that the homely kitchenseemed full of the rustle of silk...
Various 「Ainslee's magazine, Volume 16, No. 2, September, 1905」
...“La, sir, you confuse me quite!” There was a rustle of silken skirts and Helen laughed again...
Various 「Ainslee's, Vol. 15, No. 5, June 1905」
...I heard the tread of an animal behind me and the rustle of leaves, which ceased a few feet away...
A. R. (Arthur Robert) Harding 「Fox Trapping」
...In that way the trapper can change horses daily and give them a chance to rest and rustle food...
A. R. (Arthur Robert) Harding 「Wolf and Coyote Trapping」
...There would I lie beneath the deodarsand, soothed by the rustle of their wind-caressed branches,drink in the pure cool air and listen to the cheerful doublenote of the cuckoo...
Douglas Dewar 「A Bird Calendar for Northern India」
... There was the rustle offalling leaves, the flitting of velvety butterflies, the whir of wingstrained southward, and the call of the king crow gathering hisfollowers...
Gene Stratton-Porter 「The Song of the Cardinal」
...“How could he rustle through the bushes when there are none to rustle through? It’s just like being in an awful great temple, with the tall smooth pillars supporting the roof...
George Manville Fenn 「Dead Man's Land」
...I crept slowly out; but beyond a slight rustle asmy head appeared outside the tent I heard nothing,though I waited several minutes and searched aboutamong the underbrush...
William J. Long 「Ways of Wood Folk」
...But suddenly a deep raucous breathing and a rustle of leavesshowed that Ranger was back...
Ernest Seton-Thompson 「Lobo, Rag and Vixen」
...There was a faint rustle in the thicket as the shadow of Kookooskoosswept away to his nest...
William J Long 「Wilderness Ways」
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