And every now and then those cuckooing milkmaids called him, sometimes at a distance, sometimes at his very ear.
"Martin Pippin in the Apple Orchard"
Eleanor Farjeon
There was the usual amount of jodelling, cuckooing and calling, and running back to fetch laggers; there was frantic excitement over a patch of wild strawberries, and great congratulation when several rare flowers were found and carefully put away in tin cases.
"The Head Girl at the Gables"
Angela Brazil