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He spread his sail of pandanus leaves and headed back toward New Caledonia
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N.C. Wyeth
(American, 1882 - 1945)
He spread his sail of pandanus leaves and headed back toward New Caledonia
1916
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SUPP2000.1627
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Jonathan shot, as he walked along, and the boy, running ahead, picked up the arrows and brought them back. And when they were out of sight of the court, they went toward a rock named Ezel, accessible from the wilderness and not far from the road. There David had hidden, straining his ears for the words that might mean life or death
N.C. Wyeth
1929
The next morning Kenyon found her just outside Ferguson's shack, prone on the fallen leaves.
N.C. Wyeth
1911
untitled study of vine and vine leaves
N.C. Wyeth
prior to 1902
untitled study of vine with leaves and berries
N.C. Wyeth
prior to 1902
Untitled (landscape with dominate tree, bare of leaves)
N.C. Wyeth
1902 - ca. 1910
From Behind His Back Indians Bounded Down Toward Him, Eager to Capture Him Alive
N.C. Wyeth
1910
I was alone in a palace of leaves
Elizabeth Shippen Green
1902
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for In ten seconds his gun was leveled in their gaping faces. "Back!" he yelled, his blue eyes black like a maniac's; "fall back!"
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
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for He waved his hand indefinitely toward the valley that lay at their feet.
He waved his hand indefinitely toward the valley that lay at their feet.
N.C. Wyeth
1913
The man with the hatful of cards picked a hand out of his reserves, put the hat on his head and raised Bill a hundred. Bill came back with a raise of two hundred, and as the other covered it he shoved a pistol into his face observing: "I'm calling the hand that is in your hat."
N.C. Wyeth
1916
But Rodney stepped back, his hand rising to his forehead in salute. "Captain Hurst," he said.
N.C. Wyeth
1913
"--and no sooner had he the arms in his hands but, as if they had put new vigor into him, he flew upon his murderers like a fury"
N.C. Wyeth
1920