peeper

A farmer going by told him it was only a "spring Peeper," whatever that was, "some kind of a critter in the water."

He had the sore peeper bound up for three or four days before he took it to a hospital.

Ned Ward describes them as figuring, in his time, on the door of “a star-peeper,” in Prescot Street.

He quietly sidled up to the hole where a peeper's nose made a knot on the tent on the inside.

He kept his eyes on the crosshair of the peeper, one hand over the timer button.