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The Masquerader The grim head fell on one side, and in its place appeared the honest, sturdy countenance of the scout
The Masquerader The grim head fell on one side, and in its place appeared the honest, sturdy countenance of the scout
The Masquerader The grim head fell on one side, and in its place appeared the honest, sturdy countenance of the scout
(American, 1882 - 1945)

The Masquerader
The grim head fell on one side, and in its place appeared the honest, sturdy countenance of the scout

Alternate Title(s)
  • Masquerade
Oil on canvas
1919
40 × 32 in. (101.6 × 81.3 cm)
SUPP2000.31
Private collection, Cambridge, MA
Not on view
In the Council Lodge A flaring torch was burning in the place, and sent its red glare from face to face and figure to figure, as it waved in the currents of air
In the Council Lodge
A flaring torch was burning in the place, and sent its red glare from face to face and figure to figure, as it waved in the currents of air
N.C. Wyeth
1919
When the moon arose there was silhouetted across its face the dusky figure of a war-bonneted Sioux, rifle at shoulder, aiming at one of our party. Raising my gun I fired, and the brave came crashing down the bank.
When the moon arose there was silhouetted across its face the dusky figure of a war-bonneted Sioux, rifle at shoulder, aiming at one of our party. Raising my gun I fired, and the brave came crashing down the bank.
N.C. Wyeth
1916
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.
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
Image Not Available for The Fight on the Bridge Orlando at last had strength enough to lift his foe and fling him over the side, but had not wit to clear himself from him, so both fell together
The Fight on the Bridge
Orlando at last had strength enough to lift his foe and fling him over the side, but had not wit to clear himself from him, so both fell together
N.C. Wyeth
1924
Death of Orlando Orlando fixed his eyes on the hilt of his sword as on a crucifix, and appeared like a creature seraphical and transfigured, and bowing his head, he breathed out his pure soul
Death of Orlando Orlando fixed his eyes on the hilt of his sword as on a crucifix, and appeared like a creature seraphical and transfigured, and bowing his head, he breathed out his pure soul
N.C. Wyeth
1924
From his place at the farther side of the cafe, the shabby stranger looked on with furtive intentness.
From his place at the farther side of the cafe, the shabby stranger looked on with furtive intentness.
N.C. Wyeth
1912
The Fugitives "This way!" the woman whispered. "Into the stream to throw the dog off, though I think it is but a common cur, like its master."
The Fugitives
"This way!" the woman whispered. "Into the stream to throw the dog off, though I think it is but a common cur, like its master."
N.C. Wyeth
1922
caption: The present work prior to conservation treatment, 2007-2008.
"Sure, it's Professor Grid to the life!" he said admiringly.
N.C. Wyeth
1910
The attraction of angling for all ages of man, . . . lies in its uncertainty. 'Tis an affair of luck
The attraction of angling for all ages of man, . . . lies in its uncertainty. 'Tis an affair of luck
N.C. Wyeth
1919
Robin Hood and His Companions Lend Aid to Will o' th' Green from Ambush Their arrows flew together, marvellous shots, each finding its prey.
Robin Hood and His Companions Lend Aid to Will o' th' Green from Ambush
Their arrows flew together, marvellous shots, each finding its prey.
N.C. Wyeth
1917
Headlong he leaped on the Boaster, and, snatching his knife from its scabbard . . .
Headlong he leaped on the Boaster, and, snatching his knife from its scabbard . . .
N.C. Wyeth
1920
The Little Posse Started Out on its Journey, the Wiry Marshall First.
The Little Posse Started Out on its Journey, the Wiry Marshall First.
N.C. Wyeth
1907