Back to the word, cratur. This word is also in a family song of ours, "Come Let Us Sing," one of the old forms of the building-up song (from one to twelve, usually). As it works downward, the last two lines (as I heard them when a little one):
   Two,two the lost babes, my darling grater,
   One, one left alone, lone to be alone.

Some older sister finally heard my pronunciation, and giggled, "T'aint
grater, silly- it's cratur!"

Well, I HAD wondered- a grater was a tinny sheet with crossways open slats (usually made out of a piece of wornout washboard), which Mom used to grate heads of cabbage when she made her slaw for winter (salted and put with water in a churn. We called it pickled cabbage).
SO- "cratur" made more sense, and the song line did, too. Just think, if I hadn't learnt the right word, there might have endless threads- sometime in the future- as to what a 'darlin grater' was!