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"Roll Up a Couple of Big Melons," Said Haney Largely. "We're All Drying to Cinders Over Here"
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"Roll Up a Couple of Big Melons," Said Haney Largely. "We're All Drying to Cinders Over Here"
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N.C. Wyeth
(American, 1882 - 1945)
"Roll Up a Couple of Big Melons," Said Haney Largely. "We're All Drying to Cinders Over Here"
1905
dimensions unavailable
SUPP2000.1910
Known by reproduction only
Not on view
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