I hadn't my gun within reach, but I'd been playing the cornet, and just as he was crouching I blew a blast from it--one of those jarring discords of Wagner in the "Gotterdammerung"-- and he turned tail and got away into the bush with a howl.

Hearing gets to be the most acute of all the senses with the pioneer.

If you've ever been really dying of thirst, and have reached water again, its sounds become wonderful to you ever after that--the trickle of a creek, the wash of a wave on the shore, the drip on a tin roof, the drop over a fall, the swish of a rainstorm.
It's the same with birds and trees.

And trees all make different sounds--that's the shape of the leaves.

It's all music, too." Her breath came quickly with pleasure at the imagination and observation of his words.