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Updated: May 4, 2025
We'll give the gang fifteen minutes more to eat their grub." Close to the verandah stood a big night~gong, never used except for flood, or fire in the village. Hitchcock had called for a fresh horse, and was off to his side of the bridge when Findlayson took the cloth-bound stick and smote with the rubbing stroke that brings out the full thunder of the metal.
While the rest of the party went in various directions, some to collect oysters, which clung to the rocks, with hammers and tomahawks to break them off; others to the look-out man up the tree; and some to lie down and read under the shade of the tents, Jerry proceeded with his culinary operations. A frying-pan and a ladle served him instead of a gong.
When the gong sounded for tea, she went downstairs with her arms twined fondly round the waists of two new friends, and there was quite a quarrel among the girls, as to who should sit beside her.
It is to be noted that instruments of percussion are the natural exponents of such primitive music, and that, therefore, the East has its drum, gong and cymbals, Arabia its tambourine, Spain its castanets. The Sclavs, being a pure race, have also a very decided national music. Its peculiarity is smooth, lisping, sibillating sounds, analogous to the rustling of leaves in a forest.
The moment its sonorous notes were heard pealing over the Rectory garden, little Ann got up soberly, and Lucy and Mary also rose to their feet. "That is the first gong, Iris," said Ann; "we must go in to clean our hands and have our hair brushed. Mamma would be very angry if we were not all in the dining room when the second gong sounds.
Roused by the sharp crack of the rifles, they blink at the lights in the street, and peck moodily at a crust in their bed of shavings. The dime museum gong clatters out its noisy warning that "the lecture" is about to begin. From the concert hall, where men sit drinking beer in clouds of smoke, comes the thin voice of a short-skirted singer, warbling, "Do they think of me at home?"
The sound of the water below alone broke the silence. It was the hour of high tide. "There goes the first fish into Dunbar's net!" whispered Max. The gong sounded again. Thereupon the old woman crossed to another bunk and conducted a brown-skinned Eastern into the hidden room.
She was unutterably thankful when the dinner gong broke the silence; she turned again to the door. "Well, I want my dinner, that's all I know," she said. She went downstairs without waiting for Christine. Jimmy met her in the hall; he looked at her with a sort of suspicion, she thought, and she knew she was colouring.
"I should prefer not," Crawshay replied. "I'll follow your example," he added, rising to his feet. The habits of Mr. Jocelyn Thew on shore were doubtless most regular, but on board ship he had developed a proclivity for sleeping until long after the first breakfast gong.
The first move was planned in detail before that gong sounded, and the two boys raced to the house, and Lily followed, carrying a toadstool, which she had hurriedly caught up from the lawn for her object of nature to be taken into class. It was a poisonous toadstool, and Lily was quite a heroine in the class.
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