Helen was a cold woman. There was no other word to describe her-- she was as austere and aloof as a sheet of gray cliff. Never did her face betray her inner thoughts. Sorrow, happiness, pain, fear seemed never to have pricked her soul...
Kessler, Mary Alice
Manuscripts: Vol. 12
, Article 3.
Available at: https://digitalcommons.butler.edu/manuscripts/vol12/iss3/3