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The sun beat down upon him. The dry, white dust beat up around him. The girl sagged and lolled on his shoulder
The sun beat down upon him. The dry, white dust beat up around him. The girl sagged and lolled on his shoulder
The sun beat down upon him. The dry, white dust beat up around him. The girl sagged and lolled on his shoulder
(American, 1882 - 1945)

The sun beat down upon him. The dry, white dust beat up around him. The girl sagged and lolled on his shoulder

1916
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No four-year-old in the county / Could beat him for pretty and strong
No four-year-old in the county / Could beat him for pretty and strong
N.C. Wyeth
1912
Dropping one of the sage-hens I asked the man behind me to pick it up. As he was groping for it I pulled one of my Colt's revolvers, and hit him over the head. He dropped senseless. // "Wheeling about I saw that the other man, hearing the fall, had turned, his hand upon his revolver. It was no time for argument. I fired and killed him."
Dropping one of the sage-hens I asked the man behind me to pick it up. As he was groping for it I pulled one of my Colt's revolvers, and hit him over the head. He dropped senseless. // "Wheeling about I saw that the other man, hearing the fall, had turned, his hand upon his revolver. It was no time for argument. I fired and killed him."
N.C. Wyeth
1916
The Slave Boy Then, at length, when all were peacefully feeding, he sat down upon a grassy hummock and looked around him, sad, lonely, vindictive.
The Slave Boy
Then, at length, when all were peacefully feeding, he sat down upon a grassy hummock and looked around him, sad, lonely, vindictive.
N.C. Wyeth
1912
A Cloud Of Dust Poured Over Him, He Lashed Down Wildly. After That There Was Nothing But Spinning Haze In Which He and His Saddle Rocked and Spun....
A Cloud Of Dust Poured Over Him, He Lashed Down Wildly. After That There Was Nothing But Spinning Haze In Which He and His Saddle Rocked and Spun....
N.C. Wyeth
1925
Genghis Khan's eyes were fixed upon the dark scarred face of the young man in front of him. Little could be hidden from those eyes, and suddenly the young man knew that he stood revealed. The inscrutable eyes gave no sign, but at last Genghis Khan beckoned to the girl, and she came and stood beside him.
Genghis Khan's eyes were fixed upon the dark scarred face of the young man in front of him. Little could be hidden from those eyes, and suddenly the young man knew that he stood revealed. The inscrutable eyes gave no sign, but at last Genghis Khan beckoned to the girl, and she came and stood beside him.
N.C. Wyeth
1932
Ten thousand dollars! Why, even one thousand dollars would keep him clothed, housed and fed for the few remaining years of his life and there would be enough left over to keep his old body out of Potter's Field. His hands trembled and the white fire of the diamonds flashed more temptingly.
Ten thousand dollars! Why, even one thousand dollars would keep him clothed, housed and fed for the few remaining years of his life and there would be enough left over to keep his old body out of Potter's Field. His hands trembled and the white fire of the diamonds flashed more temptingly.
N.C. Wyeth
1914
But Sir Henry never stopped. He kept right on. When he reached the top step he braced his foot on it and gave a mighty spring and caught the Greaser around the waist and swung him clean out of the saddle.
But Sir Henry never stopped. He kept right on. When he reached the top step he braced his foot on it and gave a mighty spring and caught the Greaser around the waist and swung him clean out of the saddle.
N.C. Wyeth
1912
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But the Parrot's big grip closed quietly around his wrist and pinioned him
N.C. Wyeth
1916
"--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"
"--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
From Behind His Back Indians Bounded Down Toward Him, Eager to Capture Him Alive
From Behind His Back Indians Bounded Down Toward Him, Eager to Capture Him Alive
N.C. Wyeth
1910
"Doc, he walks up to Old Pinto, and has a look at him, frontways, sideways and all around"
"Doc, he walks up to Old Pinto, and has a look at him, frontways, sideways and all around"
N.C. Wyeth
1904
"Mr. Cassidy . . . saw a crimson rider sweep down upon him . . . heralded by a blazing .41"
"Mr. Cassidy . . . saw a crimson rider sweep down upon him . . . heralded by a blazing .41"
N.C. Wyeth
1906