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"Mr. Cassidy . . . saw a crimson rider sweep down upon him . . . heralded by a blazing .41"
"Mr. Cassidy . . . saw a crimson rider sweep down upon him . . . heralded by a blazing .41"
"Mr. Cassidy . . . saw a crimson rider sweep down upon him . . . heralded by a blazing .41"
(American, 1882 - 1945)

"Mr. Cassidy . . . saw a crimson rider sweep down upon him . . . heralded by a blazing .41"

Alternate Title(s)
  • Cassidy at Cactus; Hopalong Cassidy
Oil on canvas
1906
38 × 25 in. (96.5 × 63.5 cm)
SUPP2000.918
Private collection
Not on view
Dropping one of the sage-hens I asked the man behind me to pick it up. As he was groping for it I pulled one of my Colt's revolvers, and hit him over the head. He dropped senseless. // "Wheeling about I saw that the other man, hearing the fall, had turned, his hand upon his revolver. It was no time for argument. I fired and killed him."
Dropping one of the sage-hens I asked the man behind me to pick it up. As he was groping for it I pulled one of my Colt's revolvers, and hit him over the head. He dropped senseless. // "Wheeling about I saw that the other man, hearing the fall, had turned, his hand upon his revolver. It was no time for argument. I fired and killed him."
N.C. Wyeth
1916
The Slave Boy Then, at length, when all were peacefully feeding, he sat down upon a grassy hummock and looked around him, sad, lonely, vindictive.
The Slave Boy
Then, at length, when all were peacefully feeding, he sat down upon a grassy hummock and looked around him, sad, lonely, vindictive.
N.C. Wyeth
1912
The Governor, infuriated by the attack upon him, thundered: "Stand where you are, or, on my oath, my men shall cut you down!"
The Governor, infuriated by the attack upon him, thundered: "Stand where you are, or, on my oath, my men shall cut you down!"
N.C. Wyeth
1929
The sun beat down upon him. The dry, white dust beat up around him. The girl sagged and lolled on his shoulder
The sun beat down upon him. The dry, white dust beat up around him. The girl sagged and lolled on his shoulder
N.C. Wyeth
1916
caption: Reconstructed image, using confocal XRF and XRF intensity mapping. Courtesy of Jennif…
Slag charged with the momentum of an avalanche across the shed; and Hulda, watching, thought he must sweep Eben back into the flaming stack.
N.C. Wyeth
1918
"For four long summer months of dust and heat Cassidy had been a freighter"
"For four long summer months of dust and heat Cassidy had been a freighter"
N.C. Wyeth
1907
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
At sundown Alexander was still sitting on his improvised throne looking fixedly at the splotch of blood and the pieces of crimson-spotted linen.
At sundown Alexander was still sitting on his improvised throne looking fixedly at the splotch of blood and the pieces of crimson-spotted linen.
N.C. Wyeth
1931
"- and then he kneeled down again, kissed the ground, and taking me by the foot, set my foot upon his head"
"- and then he kneeled down again, kissed the ground, and taking me by the foot, set my foot upon his head"
N.C. Wyeth
1920
Mr. Rankeillor, the Lawyer Here he sate down, and bade me be seated
Mr. Rankeillor, the Lawyer
Here he sate down, and bade me be seated
N.C. Wyeth
1913
Robin Wrestles Will Stuteley at Gamewell "Catch him by the middle," he shouted. "Now you have him, lording, fairly. Throw him prettily!" And sure enough Stuteley came down.
Robin Wrestles Will Stuteley at Gamewell
"Catch him by the middle," he shouted. "Now you have him, lording, fairly. Throw him prettily!" And sure enough Stuteley came down.
N.C. Wyeth
1917
Waite seized him and swung him on high amid a volley of terrified oaths and then dashed him down and away.
Waite seized him and swung him on high amid a volley of terrified oaths and then dashed him down and away.
N.C. Wyeth
1915