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"He'd left his horse an' was climbin' down into the canyon."
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N.C. Wyeth
(American, 1882 - 1945)
"He'd left his horse an' was climbin' down into the canyon."
1925
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SUPP2000.1829
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"We'll lave it up to the termites," says he, and he sat down and lit another cigarette. He'd smoked three before wan av the termites arrived and bit the poor lip ave me . . .
N.C. Wyeth
1914
Ten thousand dollars! Why, even one thousand dollars would keep him clothed, housed and fed for the few remaining years of his life and there would be enough left over to keep his old body out of Potter's Field. His hands trembled and the white fire of the diamonds flashed more temptingly.
N.C. Wyeth
1914
Yes, 'N', He'd Let a Roar Outer Him, An' Mebbe He'd Sing, "Hail Columbia, Happy Land!"
N.C. Wyeth
1914
Hugging his shield, de Spain threw his second shot over Sandusky's left shoulder.
N.C. Wyeth
1915
Suddenly the restful quiet of the morning was broken by Pablo. . . . Gray paused in the middle of a sentence and with Morgan and Jo started for the gate. Bill dropped his paper and got to his feet (left side)
N.C. Wyeth
1925
"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."
N.C. Wyeth
1925
"And he'd stop and disentangle hisself from all kinds of ridin"'
N.C. Wyeth
1904
From Behind His Back Indians Bounded Down Toward Him, Eager to Capture Him Alive
N.C. Wyeth
1910
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
The girl watched her lover a little anxiously because he was moody. The visitor ate with his eyes down.
N.C. Wyeth
1916
Tapping up and down the road in a frenzy, and groping and calling for his comrades
N.C. Wyeth
1911
The man's query was so startlingly abrupt that it caught Slim with his guard down.
N.C. Wyeth
1916