They called her the Zephr. The college boys used that term when speaking of Miss Jane. More polite young men never mouthed the name publicly but knew what it meant, feeling the same.
Jane was one of the rarest of women, no need for accoutrements, she was a natural beauty. Her complexion pale as was the custom in those days, with pink lips and slightly blushed cheeks adding to the attraction. In class many male students would drown in her dark blue eyes, completely forgetting their studies.
Keeping to herself, Jane didn’t realize young men were mesmerized as she passed by.