crick

There was a dash of mud in his whiskers and a crick in his back.

By that time we had flashed past, but I screwed my neck round to look back at them till I got a "crick" in it.

"I saw some men tryin' to cross the crick there," replied Jim, pointing with his rammer in the direction of the opposite bank.

Did Crick speak to you to-day, dear, about his not wanting much assistance during the winter months?

Thinks I to m'self, they is pickin' them blackberries down to the crick.

I suppose the home papers will tell all about it; he was shot fording the crick.

This night me an the Friar both went down to the crick and washed our feet.

I am anxiously awaiting the result, and trying to get rid of the crick in my neck and to unbuckle the smile in the meantime.

"Well, I can't mind the exact day without looking at my memorandum-book," replied Crick, with the same intolerable unconcern.

He said they were tied across the crick just above the upper ford; so I sent him for em full speed.