Magazine Illustrations, 1911-1920

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He turned and faced the rising sun, the light full on his face.

N.C. Wyeth

1910

He turned and pinned the thing which men die for on the shabby coat of the guide.

N.C. Wyeth

1919

He turned over and crawled around back of the bush, trying to make a wide circle around the fire. The bullets followed him

N.C. Wyeth

1912

He was a fine boy-an imaginative boy, with great dreams in his head.

N.C. Wyeth

1916

He was caught, turned about and turkey-trotted aft toward Captain Bill's cabin, into which he was unceremoniously heaved like a sack of cabbage.

N.C. Wyeth

1916

He was the sickest-lookin' thing that ever escaped death.

N.C. Wyeth

1914

He waved his hand indefinitely toward the valley that lay at their feet.

N.C. Wyeth

1913

His queer shabby clothes, his big stooping frame, his sad black eyes, absent almost to vacancy.

N.C. Wyeth

1910

"However, after six days o' restin' up, with salubrious fruits an' wines an' the most melojus concerts, my capt'n broaches the cause of why we're callin' on the Don Hidalgo Rodreego Cazamma."

N.C. Wyeth

1915

"I am advertising the Brotherhood of Man, Simplicity, Truth, and Freedom from Possessions" (left side)

N.C. Wyeth

1914

"I am advertising the Brotherhood of Man, Simplicity, Truth, and Freedom from Possessions" (right side)

N.C. Wyeth

1914

I climbed up over the bow, trying to make no noise. But Clews heard me

N.C. Wyeth

1919

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