Word: clatterings
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...adjustment was to the audiences, who were literally a far cry from politely attentive classical listeners. "Can we have a little quiet at Table Five, please?" Roberta would call out hopefully. Sometimes she would flee to her dressing room, vowing tearfully not to return to the bandstand until the clatter subsided. "I'd tell her to go on back out," recalls Wilkerson. " 'Some day they'll listen...
...foothills of Lebanon's Mount Hermon last week, the quiet of almond-blossom time was shattered by the whine of jets, the clatter of tank treads and the thunder of explosions. Israel continued its attacks on Palestinian guerrilla bases inside Lebanon (TIME, March 6), and the fighting there indirectly led to a skirmish on the Syrian border and at least temporarily deprived the fedayeen of one more base of operation against Israel...
...march was ending, and just as the first speaker, Member of Parliament Bernadette Devlin, began to address the crowd. At the foot of William Street, where British troops had blocked the entrance to Londonderry's main business district with armored cars and barbed-wire barricades, there was the clatter of stones, bottles and bits of steel as the troops were attacked by what the army described as "200 or 300 young hooligans." The army responded, first with gas grenades and rubber bullets-ugly black projectiles half as thick as beer cans-then with water cannons that sprayed the crowd...
Walking through the Yard during Commencement Week, you pass countless numbers of "classmates" and assorted family in town for their twenty-fifth reunion. Workmen clatter chairs in Tercentenary Theatre and student porters wander from building to building and House to House carrying baggage, playing baby-sitter and being generally affable...
...Nichts, Nullus, niente, as the life here. Australians are always vaguely and meaninglessly on the go. That's what the life in a new country does to you: it makes you so material, so outward, that your real inner life and your inner self dies out, and you clatter around like so many mechanical animals... Yet the weird, unawakened country is wonderful...