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"Mr. Gray, who had been chatting with Wing Foo, offered to go along and help"
"Mr. Gray, who had been chatting with Wing Foo, offered to go along and help"
"Mr. Gray, who had been chatting with Wing Foo, offered to go along and help"
(American, 1882 - 1945)

"Mr. Gray, who had been chatting with Wing Foo, offered to go along and help"

1925
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"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."
"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
Over hill and holler and ford and creek / Jest like the hosses had wings, we tore
Over hill and holler and ford and creek / Jest like the hosses had wings, we tore
N.C. Wyeth
1912
Next to me was a girl who looked about eighteen. On the other side was an old fellow with a long gray beard.
Next to me was a girl who looked about eighteen. On the other side was an old fellow with a long gray beard.
N.C. Wyeth
1929
I had many friends among professional thieves. From the very first I had been "right"
I had many friends among professional thieves. From the very first I had been "right"
N.C. Wyeth
ca. 1913
Jonathan shot, as he walked along, and the boy, running ahead, picked up the arrows and brought them back. And when they were out of sight of the court, they went toward a rock named Ezel, accessible from the wilderness and not far from the road. There David had hidden, straining his ears for the words that might mean life or death
Jonathan shot, as he walked along, and the boy, running ahead, picked up the arrows and brought them back. And when they were out of sight of the court, they went toward a rock named Ezel, accessible from the wilderness and not far from the road. There David had hidden, straining his ears for the words that might mean life or death
N.C. Wyeth
1929
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
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
Somewhere at some dim time he and this girl, as yet unnamed to him, had been indissolubly united.
Somewhere at some dim time he and this girl, as yet unnamed to him, had been indissolubly united.
N.C. Wyeth
1928
Where there had been no tree, now there was a tree. It changed the plain
Where there had been no tree, now there was a tree. It changed the plain
N.C. Wyeth
1930
Kindly but sternly Eli watched the little Samuel. Had he been too indulgent with his own boys? He must not make the same mistake with this young life. Earnestly he taught and admonished and corrected, and "the child Samuel grew on, and was in favor both with the Lord, and also with men"
Kindly but sternly Eli watched the little Samuel. Had he been too indulgent with his own boys? He must not make the same mistake with this young life. Earnestly he taught and admonished and corrected, and "the child Samuel grew on, and was in favor both with the Lord, and also with men"
N.C. Wyeth
1928
The pale, moonlit city lay all about us in a ghostly circle. Mosulla and I had never been so close in spirit
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
"For four long summer months of dust and heat Cassidy had been a freighter"
"For four long summer months of dust and heat Cassidy had been a freighter"
N.C. Wyeth
1907
Plate #35 | What's this? Ah yes, who can forget | This brute of obstinacy mulish, | The Mo-non-go-halian Slith-e-ret | Whose attitude is always foolish!
Plate #35 | What's this? Ah yes, who can forget | This brute of obstinacy mulish, | The Mo-non-go-halian Slith-e-ret | Whose attitude is always foolish!
Royal Lacey Scoville
ca. 1915