Seck

[…] barn-fans, an' flails, an' fleers, / An' canasses, an' secks; / An' cheeks o' doors, an' doors themsel's, / Wi' broken ban's an' snecks; […]

The kittlings ligging on the secks […]

... a rough seck undher him, a bit o' flannel hardly coverin' him above, an' he looked like dyeath.

This seck is elding to keep us fra starving!