But I never mastered the Indian art by which the foot descending in the darkness on something that will crackle checks before the noise is made.
The crackle of a branch startled me, and the movement of a scared beast brought my heart to my throat.
There was a dead hush in the place, nothing but the crackle of the fire and the steady drip of the rain.
He could hear the crackle of fire as the flame crept along from one partition to another.
There is a quiet, steady, unobtrusive, crisp, not loud, but very knowing little creeping crackle that is tolerably intelligible.
The crackle and roar of the fire seemed to be going on in my skull.
Between the gusts you could hear the gentle snap and crackle and the splitting of sap in wood and a body's own coughing when it tried to breathe in the solid mass of smoke.
At that moment a shrill cry, almost like a human being in agony, rose above the crackle of the flames.
Above the crackle of the flames could be heard men yelling: "Come on, boys!
The crackleof the pitch pine was loud as musketry already.
Then a beam of light flared from a headlamp, and he saw the blue crackle of a stunner.
The brigade still advances; gradually the sputtering crackle in their front grows into a low steady roar; a stream of lead whistles in the air, and the long lurid line of flame glows with the sustained glare of a fire among furze.
We could see the bare and still smoking ruins, and hear the slag-pools crackle as they hardened and set.
We could hear the sputter and crackle of road-surfacing machines--the cheap Western type which fuse stone and rubbish into lava-like ribbed glass for their rough country roads.
You can hear me crackle with the salt and dust caked over me.
He backed out of the place, and the boys lay listening to the rustle and crackle of his departing steps.
The sun doesn't crackle and spit when it gets over the world's edge.
From the direction of the troop train he heard the crackle of rifles.
The crackleand roar sounded like the ocean—or the way Joan imagined the ocean would sound.
As they approached the house, they could feel the heat of the fire, hear the crackle of it and the fall of the timber under the axes of the Volunteers.
A few minutes more, and there was a sudden crackle of rifles in front of them.
The crackle of an ember accentuated the profound of silence that reigned.
Voices rose at intervals from beyond the partition, but they ceased at last and only an occasional crackle of the dry grass that served for seats and bedding told that one at least of the rustlers was keeping watch.
At last something began to crackle beneath his feet.
George urged his beast, and there was a crackle of brush about him as the black trees streamed past.
It was evident he could not go on, while the crackle of twigs, roar of hoofs, and jingle of steel behind him, made it plain that to turn was to ride back upon the carbines of men who would be quite willing to use them.
Swaying boughs lashed him, his fur cap was whipped away, and he felt that his face was bleeding, but there was another crackle close behind him, for Trooper Payne was riding as daringly, and he carried a carbine.
Then it was lost in the rapid crackle of rifles, which spread like a running fire along a front of miles.
They were deep in mud which froze at night, but not solidly enough to keep the feet of the horses from crushing through, making a crackle as they went down and a loud, sticky sigh as they came out.
In front of them down the road they heard the crackle of a dozen rifle shots.
The men shouted, and then again, three times, but elicited no reply, and the roar and crackle of the blazing forest seemed to increase.
Then, heard distinctly above the roar and crackle of the flames, came the clear sharp-sounding report of the seaman's musket.
Don't you hear some un coming along, making the trees rustle and crackle a bit?
It was also very still, and he could hear his white shirt crackle at each slight movement of the hand that held the cigar.
The still air was filled with the sounds of a strenuous activity; the crackle of the stubble, the rasp and tinkle of the knives, and the rustle of falling grain.
I heard the hiss of failing sparks and the crackle of burning wood, and occasionally the crash of a failing branch.
I saw a few stars, heard the cheery crackle of my fire, and then I fell asleep.
Right over against the girl the last red embers of the sunset burned under horizontal clouds; the night fell clear and still and frosty, and the track in low and marshy passages began to crackle under foot with ice.
