Stas soon could not distinguish from where the sounds came, as the echoes repeated them in the ravine; rock sent them back to rock, they ascended and descended, filling the forest and the jungle, and the entire darkness with thunder and fear.
"In Desert and Wilderness"
Henryk Sienkiewicz
At moments her speed relaxed, as if to breathe her horse; and twice she pulled up short, to listen and distinguish between the sound of thunder and the crashing noise of rocks rolling from the mountain.
"The Martins Of Cro' Martin, Vol. II (of II)"
Charles James Lever
We could distinguish the young only by their greater activity and their ceaseless curiosity.
"My Attainment of the Pole"
Frederick A. Cook