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Captives When the pilot chosen for the task of guiding the canoe had taken his station, the whole band plunged again into the river, the vessel glided down the current and in a few moments the captives found themselves on the south bank of the stream.
Captives When the pilot chosen for the task of guiding the canoe had taken his station, the whole band plunged again into the river, the vessel glided down the current and in a few moments the captives found themselves on the south bank of the stream.
Captives When the pilot chosen for the task of guiding the canoe had taken his station, the whole band plunged again into the river, the vessel glided down the current and in a few moments the captives found themselves on the south bank of the stream.
(American, 1882 - 1945)

Captives When the pilot chosen for the task of guiding the canoe had taken his station, the whole band plunged again into the river, the vessel glided down the current and in a few moments the captives found themselves on the south bank of the stream.

Oil on canvas
1919
40 × 31 7/8 in. (101.6 × 81 cm)
SUPP2000.1299
Private collection
Not on view
Untitled (guard and captive in chains)
Untitled (guard and captive in chains)
N.C. Wyeth
Prior to 1902
The Flight Across the Lake The scout having ascertained that the Mohicans were sufficiently of themselves to maintain the requisite distance, deliberately laid aside his paddle, and raised that fatal rifle
The Flight Across the Lake The scout having ascertained that the Mohicans were sufficiently of themselves to maintain the requisite distance, deliberately laid aside his paddle, and raised that fatal rifle
N.C. Wyeth
1919
". . . . though these folks were evidently amusing themselves, yet they maintained the gravest faces, the most mysterious silence . . . ."
". . . . though these folks were evidently amusing themselves, yet they maintained the gravest faces, the most mysterious silence . . . ."
N.C. Wyeth
1921
The Sailing of the Yellow Cog The breeze blew, the sail bellied, over heeled the portly vessel, and away she plunged through the smooth blue rollers.
The Sailing of the Yellow Cog
The breeze blew, the sail bellied, over heeled the portly vessel, and away she plunged through the smooth blue rollers.
N.C. Wyeth
1922
Plate #21 | Here Tompkins hastens to implore | A moment's mercy and compassion | Since he beholds the Checkery Bore | Advance, roped up in corkscrew fashion.
Plate #21 | Here Tompkins hastens to implore | A moment's mercy and compassion | Since he beholds the Checkery Bore | Advance, roped up in corkscrew fashion.
Royal Lacey Scoville
ca. 1915
"That trip with Charles was one of the happiest times in my whole life. I got acquainted with my boy in those two weeks, as I never knew him before. I found the man in him"
"That trip with Charles was one of the happiest times in my whole life. I got acquainted with my boy in those two weeks, as I never knew him before. I found the man in him"
N.C. Wyeth
1931
"It was with some difficulty that he found the way to his own house, which he approached with silent awe, expecting every moment to hear the shrill voice of Dame Van Winkle."
"It was with some difficulty that he found the way to his own house, which he approached with silent awe, expecting every moment to hear the shrill voice of Dame Van Winkle."
N.C. Wyeth
1921
From the stern to the pilot house they danced and struck and howled: the one yelling venomously, the other whooping with gleeful vehemence.
From the stern to the pilot house they danced and struck and howled: the one yelling venomously, the other whooping with gleeful vehemence.
N.C. Wyeth
1915
"Come, Live with Us, for I Think Thou Art Chosen"
"Come, Live with Us, for I Think Thou Art Chosen"
N.C. Wyeth
1913
One day a band of fifteen Indians jammed me in a sand ravine. I made a running fight for eleven miles, but went unscathed and had a lead of two miles at Sweetwater Bridge.
One day a band of fifteen Indians jammed me in a sand ravine. I made a running fight for eleven miles, but went unscathed and had a lead of two miles at Sweetwater Bridge.
N.C. Wyeth
1916
"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"
"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
Octave plunged down the chute, leaning forward on the three huge logs chained together.
Octave plunged down the chute, leaning forward on the three huge logs chained together.
N.C. Wyeth
1920