Then he went off helter-Skelter in a headlong rush through the ferns.
"Ways of Wood Folk"
William J. Long
Perhaps it was the expression of his face-so peaceful and resigned, with all the hard, sneering lines the years had brought gone from it, so that he looked almost like a boy again, the bonny boy who used to ride helter-Skelter on his pony through the lanes of Staffordshire, long ago."
"The Crevice"
William John Burns and Isabel Ostrander
It seemed to him that all the cabs and the buses and the little black figures were being hurried by some power straight, fast, along Piccadilly to be pitched, at the end of it, pell-mell, helter-Skelter into some dark abysmal pit, there to perish miserably.
"Fortitude"
Hugh Walpole