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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
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
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
(American, 1882 - 1945)

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

Alternate Title(s)
  • Naaman the Syrian; In Naaman's House; The Little Maid in the Captain's House
Oil on canvas
1929
43 1/8 × 32 1/4 in. (109.5 × 81.9 cm)
SUPP2000.1194
Private collection
Not on view
Ivy shut her eyes when she hit now. Those gibbering monkey men did not know it, but Ivy in her terror knew it; no longer was it arms swinging a vindictive ax, but it was an ax of panic swinging helpless arms.
Ivy shut her eyes when she hit now. Those gibbering monkey men did not know it, but Ivy in her terror knew it; no longer was it arms swinging a vindictive ax, but it was an ax of panic swinging helpless arms.
N.C. Wyeth
1930
Robin Meets Maid Marian But Robin, venturing all, drew nigh. He came to the edge of her box, and began to speak.
Robin Meets Maid Marian
But Robin, venturing all, drew nigh. He came to the edge of her box, and began to speak.
N.C. Wyeth
1917
She knew she must not lose her dignity before this Indian woman--before her son
She knew she must not lose her dignity before this Indian woman--before her son
N.C. Wyeth
ca. 1929
The Supplicant Cora had cast herself to her knees; and, with hands clenched in each other and pressed upon her bosom, she remained like a beauteous and breathing model of her sex
The Supplicant Cora had cast herself to her knees; and, with hands clenched in each other and pressed upon her bosom, she remained like a beauteous and breathing model of her sex
N.C. Wyeth
1919
"She didn't come - she didn't come," he said over and over to himself. "She didn't come to see her old dad - and it's Christmas Day"
"She didn't come - she didn't come," he said over and over to himself. "She didn't come to see her old dad - and it's Christmas Day"
N.C. Wyeth
1914
The Termagant Throwing back her light vestment, she stretched forth her long skinny arm, in derision
The Termagant Throwing back her light vestment, she stretched forth her long skinny arm, in derision
N.C. Wyeth
1919
Not withstanding her age she was compelled to follow the convoy of prisoners on foot, without any alleviation of her suffering.
Not withstanding her age she was compelled to follow the convoy of prisoners on foot, without any alleviation of her suffering.
N.C. Wyeth
1927
I jumped down into the stream and caught her in my arms as she was losing her hold
I jumped down into the stream and caught her in my arms as she was losing her hold
N.C. Wyeth
1921
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
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
She still cooked for us when Tom asked her, but she never touched a pill herself. If there is any harder test for will power, you'll have to show it to me
She still cooked for us when Tom asked her, but she never touched a pill herself. If there is any harder test for will power, you'll have to show it to me
N.C. Wyeth
1914
To prove how much she hated him she nestled against his side, and his arm enfolded her.
To prove how much she hated him she nestled against his side, and his arm enfolded her.
N.C. Wyeth
ca. 1919
With a Rush She Was on Her Knees before Munn, Clutching Him about the Legs . . . "He Didn't Do It! Don't Take Him! He's My Baby! He Never Harmed Anybody!"
With a Rush She Was on Her Knees before Munn, Clutching Him about the Legs . . . "He Didn't Do It! Don't Take Him! He's My Baby! He Never Harmed Anybody!"
N.C. Wyeth
1920