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At the door of their little cabin, he kissed her.
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N.C. Wyeth
(American, 1882 - 1945)
At the door of their little cabin, he kissed her.
Oil on canvas
1911
34 1/2 × 29 1/2 in. (87.6 × 74.9 cm)
SUPP2000.1650
Private collection
Not on view
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"- and then he kneeled down again, kissed the ground, and taking me by the foot, set my foot upon his head"
N.C. Wyeth
1920
The Mother of John Paul Jones
A woman's drawn, sad face appeared at the door; she picked up the package, weighed it in her hand, then despite her years, shouted with extraordinary vigor at the fleeing youngster
N.C. Wyeth
1928
Naaman's wife brought the little maid that he himself might hear her. A glow of conviction shines in her face. She knows this prophet of whom she speaks. With childish eagerness, her words tumbling over each other, she urges Naaman to implore his aid
N.C. Wyeth
1929
"Enter, madame," said the Arab to the mother, and stood aside against the open door to let her pass in
N.C. Wyeth
1912
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
The girl watched her lover a little anxiously because he was moody. The visitor ate with his eyes down.
N.C. Wyeth
1916
Captain Tennant
Sturdy, composed, unhurried, he stood on the top step in the full uniform of an officer of the line. Behind him Hoddin, uniformed as well, locked the door.
N.C. Wyeth
1928
As he paused by the door with his head bowed, a firm, gentle hand was laid on his sleeve.
N.C. Wyeth
1917
Mrs. Rabbit stands by her door and welcomes everyone
Mayling Mack Holm
1976
title unknown (two men playing cards by candlelight in cabin)
N.C. Wyeth
1908 / 1915
I'm just going to swing the light away from the coal bin when I spy the lock on the door of it
N.C. Wyeth
1919
At this instant the door flew open and the fight was transferred to the platform, the light, and the open air.
N.C. Wyeth
1925