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She leaned toward him with eyes shining more brightly than the moonlight in the wake of their canoe. "Oh, you're splendid."
She leaned toward him with eyes shining more brightly than the moonlight in the wake of their canoe. "Oh, you're splendid."
She leaned toward him with eyes shining more brightly than the moonlight in the wake of their canoe. "Oh, you're splendid."
(American, 1882 - 1945)

She leaned toward him with eyes shining more brightly than the moonlight in the wake of their canoe. "Oh, you're splendid."

Alternate Title(s)
  • With eyes shining she leaned toward him
Oil on cavas adhered to hardboard
1911
25 × 34 in. (63.5 × 86.4 cm)
SUPP2000.1408
Collection Dr. Robert Powers, Denver
Not on view
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Courtesy of The Illustration Gallery
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The Governor, infuriated by the attack upon him, thundered: "Stand where you are, or, on my oath, my men shall cut you down!"
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He Leaned Heavily Against the Animal, Which Half Led, Half Dragged Him Along
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