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Magazine Illustrations, 1921-1930

Magazine Illustrations, 1921-1930
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We rode quietly until the suburbs had dropped behind, and then lashed out furiously. (left side)

We rode quietly until the suburbs had dropped behind, and then lashed out furiously. (left side)

N.C. Wyeth
1923
We rode quietly until the suburbs had dropped behind, and then lashed out furiously. (right side)

We rode quietly until the suburbs had dropped behind, and then lashed out furiously. (right side)

N.C. Wyeth
1923
We sweltered and almost suffocated. Rowena buried her face in her shawl and swayed as if falling.

We sweltered and almost suffocated. Rowena buried her face in her shawl and swayed as if falling.

N.C. Wyeth
1921
We were three days taking out even what gold and gems we could load on ourselves and our beasts, the treasure of three queens' pardons

We were three days taking out even what gold and gems we could load on ourselves and our beasts, the treasure of three queens' pardons

N.C. Wyeth
ca. 1922
"When my brother Larry had a chance to come to America . . ."

"When my brother Larry had a chance to come to America . . ."

N.C. Wyeth
1925
When temptation came, and Adam and Eve fell out of the their sinless and virtueless Eden, they began to be worth while. They fell from innocence into manhood and womanhood. They fell from shiftlessness into work. They fell from a drifting irresponsibility into worry and trouble and despair, but also into ambition and courage and hope

When temptation came, and Adam and Eve fell out of the their sinless and virtueless Eden, they began to be worth while. They fell from innocence into manhood and womanhood. They fell from shiftlessness into work. They fell from a drifting irresponsibility into worry and trouble and despair, but also into ambition and courage and hope

N.C. Wyeth
1928
When you take that down, Sabra honey, you'll be the editor of this newspaper. Until you do that I am.

When you take that down, Sabra honey, you'll be the editor of this newspaper. Until you do that I am.

N.C. Wyeth
ca. 1929
Where there had been no tree, now there was a tree. It changed the plain

Where there had been no tree, now there was a tree. It changed the plain

N.C. Wyeth
1930
While the soldiers pressed for a closer view, and a thrill of expectancy ran through them all, Jehoiada led Joash out from behind the pillar. A trembling little fellow, a wondering, wide-eyed lad, but a son of the line of David, every inch a king!

While the soldiers pressed for a closer view, and a thrill of expectancy ran through them all, Jehoiada led Joash out from behind the pillar. A trembling little fellow, a wondering, wide-eyed lad, but a son of the line of David, every inch a king!

N.C. Wyeth
1929
Would the clock never strike? Nerves were snapping, but faces gave no hint of it.

Would the clock never strike? Nerves were snapping, but faces gave no hint of it.

N.C. Wyeth
1922
Yancey's ardent eyes took on their most melting look

Yancey's ardent eyes took on their most melting look

N.C. Wyeth
1929
The young Zealander was not the man to receive kicks with impunity

The young Zealander was not the man to receive kicks with impunity

N.C. Wyeth
1928
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