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The first walking of Thorgunna. Great fear fell upon them: the marrow of their back grew cold.
The first walking of Thorgunna. Great fear fell upon them: the marrow of their back grew cold.
The first walking of Thorgunna. Great fear fell upon them: the marrow of their back grew cold.
(American, 1882 - 1945)

The first walking of Thorgunna.
Great fear fell upon them: the marrow of their back grew cold.

Alternate Title(s)
  • Scribner's Magazine, cover illustration
Oil on canvas
1914
44 × 32 in. (111.8 × 81.3 cm)
SUPP2000.1264
Somerville Manning Gallery, Greenville, DE
Not on view
Little John Fights with the Cook in the Sheriff's House At last he made a dart upon Roger and the chase grew furious. Dishes, plates, covers, pots and pans--all that came in the way of them went flying.
Little John Fights with the Cook in the Sheriff's House
At last he made a dart upon Roger and the chase grew furious. Dishes, plates, covers, pots and pans--all that came in the way of them went flying.
N.C. Wyeth
1917
Back and forth across it we went, twisting, straining, holding our strength, each striving to break the grip of the other's fingers on his wrist. I felt his breath upon my face, saw his cold eyes like blue fire burning me.
Back and forth across it we went, twisting, straining, holding our strength, each striving to break the grip of the other's fingers on his wrist. I felt his breath upon my face, saw his cold eyes like blue fire burning me.
N.C. Wyeth
ca. 1914
The death of Finnward Keelfarer. This was the first vengeance of Thorgunna.
The death of Finnward Keelfarer. This was the first vengeance of Thorgunna.
N.C. Wyeth
1914
".... and preferred making friends among the rising generation, with whom he grew into great favor."
".... and preferred making friends among the rising generation, with whom he grew into great favor."
N.C. Wyeth
1921
Out of the sky to her fell Kogal, with a great cry, scattering a spray of silver over the lotus blossoms
Out of the sky to her fell Kogal, with a great cry, scattering a spray of silver over the lotus blossoms
N.C. Wyeth
1927
"Take Me Back--Inside," Alice Said to the Man Who Had Her in His Arms. "I Feel Cold Here."
"Take Me Back--Inside," Alice Said to the Man Who Had Her in His Arms. "I Feel Cold Here."
N.C. Wyeth
1908
His eyes looked as Sabra had never seen them look, merciless, cold, hypnotic. "A three-cornered piece, you'll find it, Lon. The Cravat sheep-brand"
His eyes looked as Sabra had never seen them look, merciless, cold, hypnotic. "A three-cornered piece, you'll find it, Lon. The Cravat sheep-brand"
N.C. Wyeth
1929
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
Behind Them Streamed the Mingled Traffic of a Road that Led to a Great City
Behind Them Streamed the Mingled Traffic of a Road that Led to a Great City
N.C. Wyeth
1912
"--and making it into a great cross, I set it up on the shore where I first landed--"
"--and making it into a great cross, I set it up on the shore where I first landed--"
N.C. Wyeth
1920
"They got to fightin' on which should get the first hoss: so I bent my gun on them and made them draw lots"
"They got to fightin' on which should get the first hoss: so I bent my gun on them and made them draw lots"
N.C. Wyeth
1906
Thorgunna, the Waif Woman
Thorgunna, the Waif Woman
N.C. Wyeth
1914