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The attraction of angling for all ages of man, . . . lies in its uncertainty. 'Tis an affair of luck
The attraction of angling for all ages of man, . . . lies in its uncertainty. 'Tis an affair of luck
The attraction of angling for all ages of man, . . . lies in its uncertainty. 'Tis an affair of luck
(American, 1882 - 1945)

The attraction of angling for all ages of man, . . . lies in its uncertainty. 'Tis an affair of luck

Alternate Title(s)
  • The Strike; possibly, The Passing of Summer
Oil on canvas
1919
approximately 35 x 25 in. (88.8 x 63.4 cm)
SUPP2000.1332
Private collection
Not on view
Age grows calculating, but youth is spendthrift in its generosity. Even if the boy trudged home hungry, he intended that Jesus should be fed. He gave his evening meal to the Master
Age grows calculating, but youth is spendthrift in its generosity. Even if the boy trudged home hungry, he intended that Jesus should be fed. He gave his evening meal to the Master
N.C. Wyeth
1929
Plate #20 | And look at these hot sports, All three | Are hummers - we might call them Whoopers. | 'Tis evident that they must be | The swift Se-wick-leyian - Loop-the-loopers.
Plate #20 | And look at these hot sports, All three | Are hummers - we might call them Whoopers. | 'Tis evident that they must be | The swift Se-wick-leyian - Loop-the-loopers.
Royal Lacey Scoville
ca. 1915
Plate #12 | From Mexico the next one hails. | 'Tis next of kin to General Villa. | Along with him in tragic tales | 'Tis mentioned as the Valentilla.
Plate #12 | From Mexico the next one hails. | 'Tis next of kin to General Villa. | Along with him in tragic tales | 'Tis mentioned as the Valentilla.
Royal Lacey Scoville
ca. 1915
Finally, the great scene of boyhood, the scene which will endear its hero to every generation of boys forever, the original of all the Jack the Giant Killer stories--David and Goliath
Finally, the great scene of boyhood, the scene which will endear its hero to every generation of boys forever, the original of all the Jack the Giant Killer stories--David and Goliath
N.C. Wyeth
1929
'Tis a Private Room and Not for Strangers
'Tis a Private Room and Not for Strangers
Frederick Coffay Yohn
1898
Plate #11 | And this uncanny object which | Strives awkwardly along to potter | Is Russian. 'Tis the Dot-sko-vich, | Which in plain English means the Dotter.
Plate #11 | And this uncanny object which | Strives awkwardly along to potter | Is Russian. 'Tis the Dot-sko-vich, | Which in plain English means the Dotter.
Royal Lacey Scoville
ca. 1915
Plate #25 | And now -- 'Tis hard to grasp the fact -- | The Snake with extra-ordinary | Good nature, does a clothes-line act | To please the plump Do-mesti-cary.
Plate #25 | And now -- 'Tis hard to grasp the fact -- | The Snake with extra-ordinary | Good nature, does a clothes-line act | To please the plump Do-mesti-cary.
Royal Lacey Scoville
ca. 1915
"'Tis said she used a magic potion called Black Satin." Angelique . . . the world's most talked about perfumes
"'Tis said she used a magic potion called Black Satin." Angelique . . . the world's most talked about perfumes
Charles Addams
1955
Ninth Commandment: Bear not false witness—that is low—but “hear ‘tis rumored so and so”
Ninth Commandment: Bear not false witness—that is low—but “hear ‘tis rumored so and so”
Peter Paone
1963
The Fugitives "This way!" the woman whispered. "Into the stream to throw the dog off, though I think it is but a common cur, like its master."
The Fugitives
"This way!" the woman whispered. "Into the stream to throw the dog off, though I think it is but a common cur, like its master."
N.C. Wyeth
1922
caption: The present work prior to conservation treatment, 2007-2008.
"Sure, it's Professor Grid to the life!" he said admiringly.
N.C. Wyeth
1910
When the moon arose there was silhouetted across its face the dusky figure of a war-bonneted Sioux, rifle at shoulder, aiming at one of our party. Raising my gun I fired, and the brave came crashing down the bank.
When the moon arose there was silhouetted across its face the dusky figure of a war-bonneted Sioux, rifle at shoulder, aiming at one of our party. Raising my gun I fired, and the brave came crashing down the bank.
N.C. Wyeth
1916