"If somebody'd been watchin' the railroad a leetle might closer-" Polycarp began, in his thin, rasping voice.
"Lonesome Land"
B. M. Bower
Before the igloo was finished a steady, rasping wind brushed the hummocks and piled the snow in large dunes about us, like the sand of home shores.
"My Attainment of the Pole"
Frederick A. Cook
I became used to the first shudder of the rasping sound.
"My Attainment of the Pole"
Frederick A. Cook