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Kennedy Had the Girl in the Saddle Before Him, Shielded by His Body
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N.C. Wyeth
(American, 1882 - 1945)
Kennedy Had the Girl in the Saddle Before Him, Shielded by His Body
1910
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Too tired and weak to guide his horse, he could only hang to his saddle and trust to the beast's instinct to avoid destruction! And to spur--ever to spur--praying that he might reach help before brain and body failed together.
N.C. Wyeth
1912
But Sir Henry never stopped. He kept right on. When he reached the top step he braced his foot on it and gave a mighty spring and caught the Greaser around the waist and swung him clean out of the saddle.
N.C. Wyeth
1912
A Cloud Of Dust Poured Over Him, He Lashed Down Wildly. After That There Was Nothing But Spinning Haze In Which He and His Saddle Rocked and Spun....
N.C. Wyeth
1925
Ten thousand dollars! Why, even one thousand dollars would keep him clothed, housed and fed for the few remaining years of his life and there would be enough left over to keep his old body out of Potter's Field. His hands trembled and the white fire of the diamonds flashed more temptingly.
N.C. Wyeth
1914
The Torrent in the Valley of Glencoe
I had scarce time to measure the distance or to understand the peril before I had followed him, and he had caught and stopped me
N.C. Wyeth
1913
"--and no sooner had he the arms in his hands but, as if they had put new vigor into him, he flew upon his murderers like a fury"
N.C. Wyeth
1920
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
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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
'Genie had grasped Philip's saddle, and was clinging there. "Please! Please!" she begged. "Oh, my god, Philip, he'll kill you!"
N.C. Wyeth
1912
The sun beat down upon him. The dry, white dust beat up around him. The girl sagged and lolled on his shoulder
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"
N.C. Wyeth
1920
The Sea-Serpent and Angelica The huge monster soon came in sight, part of his body appearing above the waves and part concealed
N.C. Wyeth
1924