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A dozen bullets I must've pumped out and we sweeping nearer to her every second.
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N.C. Wyeth
(American, 1882 - 1945)
A dozen bullets I must've pumped out and we sweeping nearer to her every second.
1919
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SUPP2000.1641
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He turned over and crawled around back of the bush, trying to make a wide circle around the fire. The bullets followed him
N.C. Wyeth
1912
I planted the layout and "lamped" out through the transom. I could see them at the head of the stairs, hammering on Kelly's door, and every man had his gun out
N.C. Wyeth
1914
On the Island of Earraid
But the second day passed; and as long as the light lasted I kept a bright look-out for boats on the sound or men passing on the Ross
N.C. Wyeth
1913
I step nearer and see a pistol under the seat and another pistol alongside him. I have a nidea o' grabing one o' them.
N.C. Wyeth
1919
As I turned I saw her kneeling there, her hair all about her face, with her hands stretched out to me: and then I walked blindly away into the long grass of the marsh
N.C. Wyeth
1921
I turned cold as I thought of her playing with her doll while I had been out on the prairie laying poison plots against her innocence, her trust in me
N.C. Wyeth
1921
"We joined the second expedition"
N.C. Wyeth
1905
I remember how Rowena looked back at us, as the Gowdy buggy went off like the wind, with Buck's arm behind the girl to keep her from jouncing out
N.C. Wyeth
1921
While the soldiers pressed for a closer view, and a thrill of expectancy ran through them all, Jehoiada led Joash out from behind the pillar. A trembling little fellow, a wondering, wide-eyed lad, but a son of the line of David, every inch a king!
N.C. Wyeth
1929
But he staggered up, and packed me off,
With a dozen stumbles and falls
N.C. Wyeth
1912
At the same moment the door behind Radcliffe crashed open and a dozen men crowded in, rifles in hand.
N.C. Wyeth
1912
"On nearer approach he was still more surprised at the singularity of the stranger's appearance."
N.C. Wyeth
1921