Constance made a place on one end of an old velvet couch for them.
"Marjorie Dean High School Freshman"
Pauline Lester
She took from the small velvet bag she always carried with her, a crisp cake of corn meal and ate to satisfy her sharp hunger, for the keen air and the long climb gave her the appetite belonging to the vigorous health which was hers.
"The Eye of Dread"
Payne Erskine
In spite of its violence, the wind was soft and warm as velvet, and though they were damp, chilled, and uncomfortable, what they had undergone could not have been called suffering.
"The Locusts' Years"
Mary Helen Fee