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The stream began to bear us away from those ranks of fortunate folks who stood to listen to Jennie May.
The stream began to bear us away from those ranks of fortunate folks who stood to listen to Jennie May.
The stream began to bear us away from those ranks of fortunate folks who stood to listen to Jennie May.
(American, 1882 - 1945)

The stream began to bear us away from those ranks of fortunate folks who stood to listen to Jennie May.

1919
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"I remember," writes Buffalo Bill, "the next day father began trading with the Indians, who were so pleased over the bargins we offered that they sent their friends back to us after they cantered away."
"I remember," writes Buffalo Bill, "the next day father began trading with the Indians, who were so pleased over the bargins we offered that they sent their friends back to us after they cantered away."
N.C. Wyeth
1916
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
". . . . though these folks were evidently amusing themselves, yet they maintained the gravest faces, the most mysterious silence . . . ."
". . . . though these folks were evidently amusing themselves, yet they maintained the gravest faces, the most mysterious silence . . . ."
N.C. Wyeth
1921
That Was the Beginning of Our Life with Uncle Jake's Folks
That Was the Beginning of Our Life with Uncle Jake's Folks
Harvey T. Dunn
1938
Those who passed by night were grateful for the lamp
Those who passed by night were grateful for the lamp
N.C. Wyeth
1909
It was a short, very stout, and very black negro who stood at attention before Captain Blaise.
It was a short, very stout, and very black negro who stood at attention before Captain Blaise.
N.C. Wyeth
1911
"And whom may I say the message is from?"
"And whom may I say the message is from?"
N.C. Wyeth
1906
"Look here!" he yells. "Listen to what I'm tellin' ye!"
"Look here!" he yells. "Listen to what I'm tellin' ye!"
N.C. Wyeth
1906
When temptation came, and Adam and Eve fell out of the their sinless and virtueless Eden, they began to be worth while. They fell from innocence into manhood and womanhood. They fell from shiftlessness into work. They fell from a drifting irresponsibility into worry and trouble and despair, but also into ambition and courage and hope
When temptation came, and Adam and Eve fell out of the their sinless and virtueless Eden, they began to be worth while. They fell from innocence into manhood and womanhood. They fell from shiftlessness into work. They fell from a drifting irresponsibility into worry and trouble and despair, but also into ambition and courage and hope
N.C. Wyeth
1928
Sixth Commandment: Kill not, abet not those who kill; thou shalt not pay the butcher’s bill
Sixth Commandment: Kill not, abet not those who kill; thou shalt not pay the butcher’s bill
Peter Paone
1963
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
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
Two or three times one of the mares fell in the drifts, and nothing but the courage bred into them in the blue-grass fields of Kentucky saved us from stalling out in that fearful moving flood of snow
Two or three times one of the mares fell in the drifts, and nothing but the courage bred into them in the blue-grass fields of Kentucky saved us from stalling out in that fearful moving flood of snow
N.C. Wyeth
1921