CRANCH—Green berries, sour apples, pes, owt o’ that sooart. Ah yance was catch’t up a’ apple tree deun mi best ta git t’ belly-wark, an’ t’ lady at catch’t mi sed Ah was a lal brossen cranch kite.
CRATCH—A stiul ’at farmers sauve sheep on, an’ shoemakkers sit on. Ah fancy “Com up ta t’ scratch” means t’ siam thing.
CREEPER—Andiron. What it’s co’ed t’ creeper fer Ah dut know, unless it’s becos it keeps t’ fire frae runnin’ under t’ yubben.
CRIAMED—Afoor iron an’ pot things gat seea common, plates, an’ platters, an’ dishes were miad o’ wood, an’ when they gial’d wi’ t’ heat they hed to be criamed, er stitch’t up wi’ wire.
CRIPPLE—Ass t’ coo doctor what ails a coo when it’ll eat a body’s kytle, er owt else but gerse—that’s cripple. Peur sairy things, wi’ ther hides bund as hard as a millstun, an’ ther rigs set up like a bacon collop i’ t’ fryin’ pan.
CROOANIES—Comrades. We war allus famish gurt crooanies was him an’ me. [There is not much “gush” in the sober denizens of our northern counties, but for the steady life-long attachment, kept up under the circumstances the most unfavourable, and finding perhaps the most scanty expression, who has a better word than crooanies?]
CRONK—Cronkin’ aboot a public hoose, er a smiddy harth an’ seck like spots is a bad sign.
CROP-LUG’D—Yan ov oor poets co’s t’ auld Roondheeds a “crop-lug’d canten crew,” an’ happens it’s oot o’ that ’at we get oor “cut lugs” ’at cap’t Ould Cleeaty.
CROTLY—Lumpy, siam we’ll say as a field ’at’s been plewed an’ harrowed an’ ’s full o’ lal hard clots.
CROWDY—Git some haver meal an’ sco’d it wi’ het broth, er watter, an’ it ’ll be a crowdy. It’s a good sign when a chap knows when it’s crowdy-time withoot a watch er owt but his stomach ta tell him.