For a long time Jerome lay in the canoe listening to the diminishing throb of the engine. Such wind as there was came up the river and it must have been twenty minutes before the throbbing ceased. It would die away and return, die and throb up again, but at last there was no sound but the lap of the river and the slow, water-softened creak of the shifting logs.
Hugh MacLennan, The Watch That Ends the Night, Toronto, The New American Library, 1961, p. 177.
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I remember the sawmills screamed so monotonously that the only time when you were conscious of them was when they stopped.
Hugh MacLennan, The Watch That Ends the Night, Toronto, The New American Library, 1961, p. 182.
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It gave a shudder and a volley of crashes went banging down its entire length as the engine gave its first heave and the couplings cracked tight. The noise terrified him, for up front the engine was giving out the shuddering roars of an old-fashioned locomotive getting under way with a heavy weight behind it.
Hugh MacLennan, The Watch That Ends the Night, Toronto, The New American Library, 1961, p. 184.
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It was noon before he woke in fright to feel the whole station shaking as a huge locomotive crashed past hauling a long line of freight cars that blocked the sun and darkened his eyes. The train ground to a stop and Jerome heard the engine panting under the water tower.
Hugh MacLennan, The Watch That Ends the Night, Toronto, The New American Library, 1961, p. 184.
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He was in a maze of box cars with his ears hearing hammer clangs in all directions as the workmen tested wheels and looked for hotboxes.
Hugh MacLennan, The Watch That Ends the Night, Toronto, The New American Library, 1961, p. 185.
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The wind had dropped and in the total silence of the empty north land we heard the musical sigh of a tiny stream coursing through the trees into the lake. Apart from the sound of the stream this stillness in which we sat went all the way north to the arctic and all the way west to Hudson Bay.
Hugh MacLennan, The Watch that ends the Night, Toronto, The New American Library, 1961, p. 249.
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