Without waiting to see who he was or what he did, the two dove for their saddles and started their horses pell-Mell down the hill towards him.
"The Shepherd of the North"
Richard Aumerle Maher
When we crossed last I stood by to see a baggage-car brought up alongside the stone platform, piled with trunks and other baggage to the roof, the doors thrown open, and the contents literally tumbled out pell-Mell.
"Two Years in Oregon"
Wallis Nash
Kurt ran with the gang pell-Mell through the dark, up the barley slope, to see a long red line, a high red flare, and lifting clouds of ruddy smoke.
"The Desert of Wheat"
Zane Grey