1719, (w), (w), London: W. Taylor, 3rd edition, p. 144,https://archive.org/details/lifestrangesurpr01defo
(..) I did remember I had among the Seamens Cloaths which were sav’d out of the Ship, some Neckcloaths of calico Callicoe or Muslin; and with some Pieces of these I made three small Sieves, but proper enough for the Work (..)
1720, (w), “Tuesday; or, the Ditty” in Poems on Several Occasions, London: H. Lintot, R. Tonson & S. Draper, 1745, Volume I, p. 85,https://catalog.hathitrust.org/Record/004981304
1848, (w), w:Vanity Fair (novel)|Vanity Fair, Leipzig: Bernhard Tauchnitz, Volume I, Chapter 9, p. 115,https://archive.org/details/vanityfair00thacgoog
He was a man of such rigid refinement, that he would have starved rather than have dined without a white neck-cloth.
He was very cleanly dressed, in a blue coat, striped waistcoat, and nankeen trowsers; and his fine frilled shirt and cambricneckcloth looked unusually soft and white, reminding my strolling fancy (I call to mind) of the plumage on the breast of a swan.
1887, (w), (w), Part I, Chapter 7,http://gutenberg.net.au/ebooks/c00017.html
It was not until Lestrade succeeded in getting his hand inside his neck-cloth and half-strangling him that we made him realise that his struggles were of no avail; and even then we felt no security until we had pinioned his feet as well as his hands.