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In ten seconds his gun was leveled in their gaping faces. "Back!" he yelled, his blue eyes black like a maniac's; "fall back!"
N.C. Wyeth
1917
In the ancient two-cylinder tug which he had acquired Fanning waved cheerily at a trainman, and at that identical moment the broker got a tail hold on an inspiration
N.C. Wyeth
1915
I planted the layout and "lamped" out through the transom. I could see them at the head of the stairs, hammering on Kelly's door, and every man had his gun out
N.C. Wyeth
1914
I ran aft to the clear space abaft the funnel, and there I found the spiggoties shtandin', holdin' a council av war. I fired into the thick av them and had five av them down when that thievin' engineer come sneakin' up behind me and shtruck me on the back av the head wit' a monkey wrench
N.C. Wyeth
1914
"I remember," writes Buffalo Bill, "the next day father began trading with the Indians, who were so pleased over the bargins we offered that they sent their friends back to us after they cantered away."
N.C. Wyeth
1916
"I sat there in the sun, drifting with the wind, and held her in my arms till she died."
N.C. Wyeth
ca. 1919
I see the cheeks are powder-burnt and there's a mark acrost his forehead like it was one time split open
N.C. Wyeth
1919
I step nearer and see a pistol under the seat and another pistol alongside him. I have a nidea o' grabing one o' them.
N.C. Wyeth
1919
"Is there anything in this Coroner's investigation we've got to be careful of?" he asked.
N.C. Wyeth
1913
It was a magnificent finale, a sight for men and gods. Like the wind he flung by the other horse, and two lengths ahead he went by the corral gate
N.C. Wyeth
1915
It was a rough day, the sea was wild, the boat labored exceedingly.
N.C. Wyeth
1914
It was a short, very stout, and very black negro who stood at attention before Captain Blaise.
N.C. Wyeth
1911
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