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I climbed up over the bow, trying to make no noise. But Clews heard me
I climbed up over the bow, trying to make no noise. But Clews heard me
I climbed up over the bow, trying to make no noise. But Clews heard me
(American, 1882 - 1945)

I climbed up over the bow, trying to make no noise. But Clews heard me

1919
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He turned over and crawled around back of the bush, trying to make a wide circle around the fire. The bullets followed him
He turned over and crawled around back of the bush, trying to make a wide circle around the fire. The bullets followed him
N.C. Wyeth
1912
Plate #24 | Worse yet, he heard the Chug-chug toot | A jungle tune. The Goozie listened | And upside down, the Tel-o-scoot | Took in the noise with eyes that glistened.
Plate #24 | Worse yet, he heard the Chug-chug toot | A jungle tune. The Goozie listened | And upside down, the Tel-o-scoot | Took in the noise with eyes that glistened.
Royal Lacey Scoville
ca. 1915
Image Not Available for A gust, fiercer than any of its predecessors, heeled the Wanderer over and the lip of a comber climbed in over her counter and swept aft to the break of the poop.
A gust, fiercer than any of its predecessors, heeled the Wanderer over and the lip of a comber climbed in over her counter and swept aft to the break of the poop.
N.C. Wyeth
1923
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
"I seek him called Splinters," she said. "I heard your story from the window. Come with me."
"I seek him called Splinters," she said. "I heard your story from the window. Come with me."
N.C. Wyeth
1922
In a single flash four paddles struck the water, and the two canoes shot bow and bow up the stream
In a single flash four paddles struck the water, and the two canoes shot bow and bow up the stream
N.C. Wyeth
ca. 1911
"The sea breeds fighters and that's what I want in the employ of the Blue Star. You two just naturally make me sick at the stomach. Get out!"
"The sea breeds fighters and that's what I want in the employ of the Blue Star. You two just naturally make me sick at the stomach. Get out!"
N.C. Wyeth
1923
He heard her sob her way up-stairs
He heard her sob her way up-stairs
N.C. Wyeth
1905
A little after midnight, Jesus and his disciples came down the stair and went out. Mark got up and followed. He had heard rumors of plots and schemes, and he was curious to know what would happen next
A little after midnight, Jesus and his disciples came down the stair and went out. Mark got up and followed. He had heard rumors of plots and schemes, and he was curious to know what would happen next
N.C. Wyeth
1929
I ran aft to the clear space abaft the funnel, and there I found the spiggoties shtandin', holdin' a council av war. I fired into the thick av them and had five av them down when that thievin' engineer come sneakin' up behind me and shtruck me on the back av the head wit' a monkey wrench
I ran aft to the clear space abaft the funnel, and there I found the spiggoties shtandin', holdin' a council av war. I fired into the thick av them and had five av them down when that thievin' engineer come sneakin' up behind me and shtruck me on the back av the head wit' a monkey wrench
N.C. Wyeth
1914
"Up with your hands or we'll make this a shambles, now that we've started."
"Up with your hands or we'll make this a shambles, now that we've started."
N.C. Wyeth
1913
Hardly Was He Half-Way up the Rope than They Heard Footsteps
Hardly Was He Half-Way up the Rope than They Heard Footsteps
Frank E. Schoonover
1916