No rivers stopped them, nor mountains, nor the deep-scarred coulees, nor the plains.
"Lonesome Land"
B. M. Bower
For two days the wind had raged and ranted over the hilltops, and whooped up the long coulees, so that tears stood in the eyes of the Happy Family when they faced it; impersonal tears blown into being by the very force of the wind.
"The Happy Family"
Bertha Muzzy Bower
They had been over rough spots, and had climbed in and out of deep coulees, but never had they travelled a rougher trail than that.
"The Happy Family"
Bertha Muzzy Bower