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"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."
"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."
"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."
(American, 1882 - 1945)

"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."

Oil on canvas applied to hardboard
1925
24 5/8 × 51 in. (62.5 × 129.5 cm)
SUPP2000.1694
Private collection
Not on view
Pablo swung the girl behind him. "Who ees there?" he called sharply and repeated the challenge in Spanish. A familiar voice answered from behind the corner of the wall. "Don't shoot, Pablo; it is all right."
Pablo swung the girl behind him. "Who ees there?" he called sharply and repeated the challenge in Spanish. A familiar voice answered from behind the corner of the wall. "Don't shoot, Pablo; it is all right."
N.C. Wyeth
1925
"Coming toward the camp was a regulation Santa Claus--red breeches, boots, pack and all. For a minute or two we were too paralyzed to move"
"Coming toward the camp was a regulation Santa Claus--red breeches, boots, pack and all. For a minute or two we were too paralyzed to move"
N.C. Wyeth
1927
Fisk Tires Civilize Savage Trails
Fisk Tires Civilize Savage Trails
N.C. Wyeth
1919
"The plan is to have your cavalry cut a hole through the Confederate lines, and for me to slip through it . . . put me across to-night and I'll be in Richmond day after to-morrow"
"The plan is to have your cavalry cut a hole through the Confederate lines, and for me to slip through it . . . put me across to-night and I'll be in Richmond day after to-morrow"
N.C. Wyeth
1912
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!
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
Behind Simpson's dead-mule barricade we made ready for attack from the circling redskins. The carcases were soon stuck full of arrows, and Woods was winged in the shoulder.
Behind Simpson's dead-mule barricade we made ready for attack from the circling redskins. The carcases were soon stuck full of arrows, and Woods was winged in the shoulder.
N.C. Wyeth
1916
Night Time
Night Time
N.C. Wyeth
not dated
"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
"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
Black Spruce Ledge ( " Time and Tide . . ." )
Black Spruce Ledge ( " Time and Tide . . ." )
N.C. Wyeth
1941
Kindly but sternly Eli watched the little Samuel. Had he been too indulgent with his own boys? He must not make the same mistake with this young life. Earnestly he taught and admonished and corrected, and "the child Samuel grew on, and was in favor both with the Lord, and also with men"
Kindly but sternly Eli watched the little Samuel. Had he been too indulgent with his own boys? He must not make the same mistake with this young life. Earnestly he taught and admonished and corrected, and "the child Samuel grew on, and was in favor both with the Lord, and also with men"
N.C. Wyeth
1928
Sat all night by his bedside
Sat all night by his bedside
N.C. Wyeth
1906
The Indian Longthought "All night they drum, and never cease until the Sun, the Bloody Hunter, sets the hills on fire"
The Indian Longthought
"All night they drum, and never cease until the Sun, the Bloody Hunter, sets the hills on fire"
N.C. Wyeth
1928