He had not yet climbed into that real saddle; Diablo had not yet heard the creak of the stirrup leathers under the weight of his rider.

They could hear through the darkness the creaking of the sails being hoisted aboard of the pirate vessel; nor did Barnaby True ever set eyes upon it or the crew again, nor, so far as the writer is informed, did anybody else.

' I heard him chuckling to himself, and the others laughed loudly too, when he was telling how he palmed me off; but 'he laughs loudest who laughs last', thought I, and should have chuckled too, were it not for making the coffin creak.

On mounting the stairs of bamboos, every step we took produced its creak; but, although the whole seemed but a crazy affair, yet it did not want for strength, being well and firmly bound together.

But the sash had not been raised for years; it stuck; when it yielded to his efforts, it gave a loud creak.

Newbern, he kept thinking, would lie four miles beyond that longest ridge, and down that yellow road Sharon Whipple might soon be driving his creaking, weathered buggy and the gaunt roan.

The water slapped vigorously against its side, for the tide was running, and above, a wraith-like gull occasionally dropped one creaking, querulous cry.

The fir trees quivered; they gave out slight creaking, crackling noises as the rain came down.

For a time little was to be heard save the creaking of the babiche lacing of the snowshoes, for the dogs were running silently, and Miles, saving his breath for the work of getting along, was controlling them merely by dumb show, flourishing the whip to hold them back when they took on a spurt, or beckoning them along when they showed signs of lagging.

"This is an old chart, and of the date of 1802," observed Daggett, raising himself erect, as a man who has long been bent takes the creaks out of his back.

All the while the rushing of water accompanied the creaking of Thatcher's progress.

Crickets were taking up their minor creaking, and there was no other sound.

The thought was like a knife in the girl's heart, and while she still writhed on it, her ear caught the creak of a board in the passage, and a furtive tread that came, and softly went again, and once more returned.

For now he caught a faint and regular creaking of the stairs.

But when the queer, mysterious night sounds began to comethose creakings of loose planks, strainings of unseen timbers and untraceable snappings in the walls, that are common in old houseshe frequently thought of the automatic revolver; and the chill of the polished metal always felt comforting enough.

The night, both drear and dark, Our poor devoted bark, Till next day, there she lay, In the Bay of Biscay O! Now dashed upon the billow, Our op'ning timbers creak; Each fears a wat'ry pillow, None stop the dreadful leak!