He gave the words of greeting, and the first regiment roared "Hurrah!" so deafeningly, continuously, and joyfully that the men themselves were awed by their multitude and the immensity of the power they constituted.
Hurrah!" thundered from all sides, one regiment after another greeting the Tsar with the strains of the march, and then "Hurrah!"... Then the general march, and again "Hurrah!
"Hurrah!" was heard on all sides.
Hurrah lads! he added, addressing the men with a rapid movement of his chin.
The town was choked with visitors, some already staking out their spots with folding chairs to view the later festivities—the last hurrah of the holiday.