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bu·gle 1

 (byo͞o′gəl)
n.
1. Music A brass instrument somewhat shorter than a trumpet and lacking keys or valves.
2. The loud resonant call of an animal, especially a male elk during rutting season.
intr.v. bu·gled, bu·gling, bu·gles
1. Music To sound a bugle.
2. To produce a loud resonant call, as of a rutting male elk.

[Middle English, wild ox, hunting horn made from the horn of a wild ox, from Old French, steer, from Latin būculus, diminutive of bōs, ox; see gwou- in Indo-European roots.]

bu′gler n.

bu·gle 2

 (byo͞o′gəl)
n.
A tubular glass or plastic bead that is used to trim clothing.

[Origin unknown.]

bu·gle 3

 (byo͞o′gəl)
n.
Any of several creeping Old World herbs of the genus Ajuga in the mint family, having opposite leaves, square stems, and terminal spikes of purplish to white flowers. Also called bugleweed.

[Middle English, from Old French, from Late Latin būgula (perhaps influenced by būglōssa, bugloss), from Latin būgillō.]
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We bugled back and forth with a couple more bulls, but they drifted off uninterested.
I bugled, received a retort after half a minute and plunged in after him, cringing with every step, pushing through clutching second growth, the river roaring just below.
It was there, in 2003, that Tom and Mark bugled up a nice six-point for me, and I shot him at about 10 yards.
That afternoon found Joe and I staring into a basin about a mile from where we had started that morning, as at least three bulls bugled at each other.
Baillie bugled again, and the elk began to move toward him, reluctant, but resigned to the battle.
Needless to say, I was never convinced by the two times he had bugled earlier that he was a shooter.
A bull bugled off in the distance, but with so many of his cows out in front of him, it wasn't our night.
My fiance bugled and immediately the bull bugled back, this time 80-100 yards away.
We agreed to wait about twenty minutes before he bugled again, giving me enough time to get into position.
Then I made a mistake: I bugled in a spot where the woods were fairly open, just to see if I could get the bull to answer.
John bugled again, and Tom made a couple soft cow calls.
It was a long way across with limited cover, but when the bull bugled again we realized he was on the move, and we quickly hopscotched our way across, pausing at each little bit of cover before dashing to the next.