Suddenly, and without any apparent reason, these burst forth a roar like that of a great orchestra with every instrument played at its loudest-rounds of applause from kettle-drums, trombones and big horns; screams of laughter from piccolos, clarionettes and flutes, buzzings of subdued talk by groups of bass viols and the lesser strings, the whole broken by the ringing notes of a song that soared for an instant clear of the din, only to be overtaken and drowned in the mighty shout of approval.
"Peter A Novel of Which He is Not the Hero"
F. Hopkinson Smith