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- v. to crease or wrinkle
from The Century Dictionary and Cyclopedia
- n. A rattling noise in the throat, as from suffocation. See death-ruckle.
- To make a rattling noise; rattle.
from WordNet 3.0 Copyright 2006 by Princeton University. All rights reserved.
- v. make wrinkles or creases on a smooth surface; make a pressed, folded or wrinkled line in
- v. make a hoarse, rattling sound
Suddenly, the dead silence struck me: my ear missed the "ruckle," and the occasional exclamations of delight.
He did let go, but only with one hand, and this in order to slide it down her leg, evidently meaning to get hold of her skirt and ruckle it up.
It is not too much to say that almost every step of the weary sultry way was in pain, and I reached Ujiji a mere ruckle of bones.
That and this ruckle of stones we sit in are all that's left of what was my father's and my grandfather's and their forebears back till the dark of time.
The "ruckle-ruckle" of the blocks sounded at quick intervals and indicated haste; there was a suggestion of vicious determination on the part of the men who were tugging at the halyards.
Vows that will last to the last death-ruckle, and vows that are snappd in a moment of fire;
"Tammas, ma puir fallow, if it could avail, a 'tell ye a' wud lay doon this auld worn-oot ruckle o 'a body o' mine juist tae see ye baith sittin 'at the fireside, an' the bairns roond ye, couthy an 'canty again; but it's no tae be, Tammas, it's no tae be."
"Tammas, ma puir fallow, if it could avail, a 'tell ye a' wud lay doon this auld worn-oot ruckle o 'a body o' mine juist tae see ye baith sittin 'at the fireside, an' the bairns round ye, couthy an 'canty again; but it's nae tae be, Tammas, it's nae tae be."
A minute ago and we could see the fire, and the tree, and men and horses about them: and now, lo you! there is naught save two great grey stones lying on the grass, and a man's bare bones leaning up against the tree, and a ruckle of old horse-bones on either side of him.
"But I canna understand, lassie," said Mrs. Black to Jean, "hoo ye werena a 'roasted alive i' the hidy-hole, or suffocated at the best; an 'hoo did ye ever get oot wi' the ruckle o 'burning rafters abune ye?"