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I had many friends among professional thieves. From the very first I had been "right"
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I had many friends among professional thieves. From the very first I had been "right"
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N.C. Wyeth
(American, 1882 - 1945)
I had many friends among professional thieves. From the very first I had been "right"
ca. 1913
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SUPP2000.1583
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".... and preferred making friends among the rising generation, with whom he grew into great favor."
N.C. Wyeth
1921
"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 signed. I read it slowly, because I was not very good at reading, and turned my eyes west-where my mother had gone
N.C. Wyeth
1921
I turned cold as I thought of her playing with her doll while I had been out on the prairie laying poison plots against her innocence, her trust in me
N.C. Wyeth
1921
The pale, moonlit city lay all about us in a ghostly circle. Mosulla and I had never been so close in spirit
N.C. Wyeth
1923
"At first, for some time, I was not able to answer him one word; but as he had taken me in his arms, I held fast by him, or I should have fallen to the ground"
N.C. Wyeth
1920
I had half seen how he had rested his elbow on the hedge and carried his head to one side when he fired that first shot.
N.C. Wyeth
1911
That night a thankful father and mother knelt down beside the bed where their only daughter lay in a healthful sleep. A little girl had come back to her parents from the very gates of death. The Galilean stars looked down and smiled their benediction
N.C. Wyeth
1929
The Wreck of the "Covenant"
It was the spare yard I had got hold of, and I was amazed to see how far I had travelled from the brig
N.C. Wyeth
1913
We just naturally fights like a pair of friends and gentlemen. Bite, kick, and gouge; but no hard feelin's between me and you!
N.C. Wyeth
1915 / 1916
The old friends sat about the fireplace and told stories.
N.C. Wyeth
1904
"Can't we even stay friends?" he pleaded.
N.C. Wyeth
1911