crick

"Come down to the crick with me after tea, and I'll explain," said Will.

Mr. Moss was disentangling the crick in his back for the last time that day.

Sounds like somebody slappin' the crick with a fishin'-pole.

I disremember just how fur that last stop is from the Crick, but I think it's betwixt 25 and 30 mile.

There was a crick in his neck, but he decided he could stand it.

If I could only lay in a crick—roll in it—douse my face in it—soak my clothes in it!

If you want to go to the other side of the "crick" you must take a steamboat.

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

There were at least twenty other boys of about the same size and age as Crick in the school.

Crick was not long in finding the door, just as it had been described by Mellor.