The first stroke of eleven produced a magical effect.
tram cars glided into stillness, motors ceased to cough and fume, and
stopped dead, and the mighty-limbed dray horses hunched back upon their
loads and stopped also, seeming to do it of their own volition.
took off his hat, and with a nervous hesitancy the rest of the men
bowed their heads also. Here and there an old soldier could be detected
slipping unconsciously into the posture of 'attention'. An elderly
woman, not far away, wiped her eyes, and the man beside her looked
white and stern.
Everyone stood very still … The hush deepened. It
had spread over the whole city and become so pronounced as to impress
one with a sense of audibility. It was a silence which was almost pain
And the spirit of memory brooded over it all.
As reported in the Manchester Guardian, 12th November 1919.