She hunches forward, carrying hertwo-year-old on her back. Then, as cars and trucks rumble past, she leads thegroup on a steady march into town.

He had slept through his usual bedtime snack, and his rumbling tummy sort of distracted him.

Big things rumbled, you could hear them from far off, and you had to work out where they would come, and get away from them.

But in the early spring three decades ago, Mount St. Helens began to rumble.

If society were a train, the etiquette would be the rails along which only the train could rumble forth.