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Treloar slowly descended, shouting aloud to himself.
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N.C. Wyeth
(American, 1882 - 1945)
Treloar slowly descended, shouting aloud to himself.
Oil on canvas
1907
dimensions unavailable
SUPP2000.1974
known by reproduction only
Not on view
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With that he prayed a little while aloud, and in affecting terms, for a young man setting out into the world
N.C. Wyeth
1913
"Schmeckenbecker faced the mob, gallantly shouting his defiance"
N.C. Wyeth
1903
Now he knew--the gods had reserved her for him! He leaped at her like a lion, shouting: "I too have found what I wanted--my share of the wealth of Asia!"
N.C. Wyeth
1931
Following the trail itself, Whispering Smith rode slowly.
N.C. Wyeth
1906
Slowly and thoughtfully, absolutely without bravado, Drift shuffled the cards. "Keep ca'm Dawse," he advised. "Set down, why don't you?"
N.C. Wyeth
1914
It was not signed. I read it slowly, because I was not very good at reading, and turned my eyes west-where my mother had gone
N.C. Wyeth
1921
"'Well,' he said, slowly, 'I believe you're right'"
N.C. Wyeth
1903
The books that are written about Him as the Son of God almost forget that His favorite title for Himself was the Son of Man.
N.C. Wyeth
1924
Naaman's wife brought the little maid that he himself might hear her. A glow of conviction shines in her face. She knows this prophet of whom she speaks. With childish eagerness, her words tumbling over each other, she urges Naaman to implore his aid
N.C. Wyeth
1929
"On waking he found himself on the green knoll whence he had first seen the old man of the glen"
N.C. Wyeth
1921
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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
A boy spoke. "The camels the wise men rode -- what color were they?" Jesus smiled, remembering that this was the question he, himself, had asked in Nazareth
N.C. Wyeth
1931