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The Murderer of Roy Campbell of Glenure At that the murderer gave a little, quick look over his shoulder, and began to run
The Murderer of Roy Campbell of Glenure At that the murderer gave a little, quick look over his shoulder, and began to run
The Murderer of Roy Campbell of Glenure At that the murderer gave a little, quick look over his shoulder, and began to run
(American, 1882 - 1945)

The Murderer of Roy Campbell of Glenure
At that the murderer gave a little, quick look over his shoulder, and began to run

Oil on canvas
1913
37 3/4 × 29 5/8 in. (95.9 × 75.2 cm)
SUPP2000.169
The New York Public Library
Not on view
"--and no sooner had he the arms in his hands but, as if they had put new vigor into him, he flew upon his murderers like a fury"
"--and no sooner had he the arms in his hands but, as if they had put new vigor into him, he flew upon his murderers like a fury"
N.C. Wyeth
1920
Sir Nat and the Horse Johnny watched Sir Nat rub the gray muzzle, run a quick hand down the ewe neck, stand back critically and proceed to a minute and systematic inspection of the antique nag
Sir Nat and the Horse
Johnny watched Sir Nat rub the gray muzzle, run a quick hand down the ewe neck, stand back critically and proceed to a minute and systematic inspection of the antique nag
N.C. Wyeth
1928
Hugging his shield, de Spain threw his second shot over Sandusky's left shoulder.
Hugging his shield, de Spain threw his second shot over Sandusky's left shoulder.
N.C. Wyeth
1915
Mr. Campbell, the Minister of Essendean With that he prayed a little while aloud, and in affecting terms, for a young man setting out into the world
Mr. Campbell, the Minister of Essendean
With that he prayed a little while aloud, and in affecting terms, for a young man setting out into the world
N.C. Wyeth
1913
Naaman's wife brought the little maid that he himself might hear her. A glow of conviction shines in her face. She knows this prophet of whom she speaks. With childish eagerness, her words tumbling over each other, she urges Naaman to implore his aid
Naaman's wife brought the little maid that he himself might hear her. A glow of conviction shines in her face. She knows this prophet of whom she speaks. With childish eagerness, her words tumbling over each other, she urges Naaman to implore his aid
N.C. Wyeth
1929
The Meeting of the Generals As soon as this slight salutation had passed, Montcalm moved towards them with a quick but graceful step, baring his head to the veteran and dropping his spotless plume nearly to the earth in courtesy
The Meeting of the Generals
As soon as this slight salutation had passed, Montcalm moved towards them with a quick but graceful step, baring his head to the veteran and dropping his spotless plume nearly to the earth in courtesy
N.C. Wyeth
1919
"I laid me down flat on my belly on the ground, and began to look for the place"
"I laid me down flat on my belly on the ground, and began to look for the place"
N.C. Wyeth
1920
But Sir Henry never stopped. He kept right on. When he reached the top step he braced his foot on it and gave a mighty spring and caught the Greaser around the waist and swung him clean out of the saddle.
But Sir Henry never stopped. He kept right on. When he reached the top step he braced his foot on it and gave a mighty spring and caught the Greaser around the waist and swung him clean out of the saddle.
N.C. Wyeth
1912
"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
It was not until Shiloh that Chad got his shoulder--straps, leading a charge.
It was not until Shiloh that Chad got his shoulder--straps, leading a charge.
N.C. Wyeth
1930 / 1931
Then, climbing on the roof, he had with his own hand bent and run up the colors
Then, climbing on the roof, he had with his own hand bent and run up the colors
N.C. Wyeth
1911
The enemy had re-formed the line and bounded forward as if thrown by a spring. Richard had thrown the helmet over the Saracens' heads. "Look at me!"
The enemy had re-formed the line and bounded forward as if thrown by a spring. Richard had thrown the helmet over the Saracens' heads. "Look at me!"
N.C. Wyeth
1931