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"I know what you're thinking of, old General," says Lefty. "Your dream it was to go--when it come your time to go--"
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"I know what you're thinking of, old General," says Lefty. "Your dream it was to go--when it come your time to go--"
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N.C. Wyeth
(American, 1882 - 1945)
"I know what you're thinking of, old General," says Lefty. "Your dream it was to go--when it come your time to go--"
1919
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SUPP2000.1639
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"Just out," says Sir Henry. "In fact, we don't keep it. Try a lemon soda. The Mexican pointed his finger at him. "If you have no whiskey," says he, "go out and get some."
N.C. Wyeth
1912
"God's light! I'll question him: ay, and wring an answer from him if I have to put a length of whipcord round his temples! Now go your way," the governor informed him
N.C. Wyeth
ca. 1928
"Sit down," says the stranger. "I take what I have a mind to, sir."
N.C. Wyeth
ca. 1940
"For a time, there being no scouting to do," says Colonel Cody, "I drove stage between Plum Creek and Fort Kearney, with plenty of hair-raising adventures thrown in."
N.C. Wyeth
1916
"That's right," said the old captain; "take your time and get a good look round. It's your last chance, son!"
N.C. Wyeth
1914
"I seek him called Splinters," she said. "I heard your story from the window. Come with me."
N.C. Wyeth
1922
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"I shall pray to God that your punishment shall come!"
N.C. Wyeth
1905
"It ees in the night, too, that the men with the pack mules go from Black Canyon across the line into Mexico. All the time it ees in the night."
N.C. Wyeth
1925
"But, Father, I can't go to Rob without clothes, like a beggar girl. I wish I were dead"
N.C. Wyeth
1914
"My son, when will you put this revenge from your heart?"
N.C. Wyeth
1915
"Why, This Map is Invaluable. What is Your Name, My Boy?"
N.C. Wyeth
1907
"I am here to give you this before you go"
N.C. Wyeth
1905
