An occasion like this gathers the neighbours together, and they have a bit of a feast, where a stranger is always welcome.

A good loud squeal, therefore, was music in our ears.

It showed something going on in that direction.
Breaking in upon the party tumultuously, as we did, we always created a sensation.

Sometimes, we found the animal still alive and struggling; in which case, it was generally dropped at our approach.
To provide for these emergencies, Flash Jack generally repaired to the scene of operations with a sheath-knife between his teeth, and a club in his hand.

Others were exceedingly officious in singeing off the bristles, and disembowelling.