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He Would Say, "Only Do I Care to Eat the Grub of the White Man."
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He Would Say, "Only Do I Care to Eat the Grub of the White Man."
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N.C. Wyeth
(American, 1882 - 1945)
He Would Say, "Only Do I Care to Eat the Grub of the White Man."
1905
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"Do you mean that you do not care--that you do not hate and despise me? I have never known a woman like you. I have never believed that there were such women."
N.C. Wyeth
1925
"Oh," exclaimed Magnus, "You shouldn't talk so! Ve got plenty to eat. Dere bane lots people in Norvay would yump at de shance to yange places wit' us."
N.C. Wyeth
1921
"For a time, there being no scouting to do," says Colonel Cody, "I drove stage between Plum Creek and Fort Kearney, with plenty of hair-raising adventures thrown in."
N.C. Wyeth
1916
One might have thought that he did not care
N.C. Wyeth
1905
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 lee of the grub-wagon.
N.C. Wyeth
1905
"Just out," says Sir Henry. "In fact, we don't keep it. Try a lemon soda. The Mexican pointed his finger at him. "If you have no whiskey," says he, "go out and get some."
N.C. Wyeth
1912
"War Is the Only Chance for a Poor Man," He Laughed.
Frederic Roderigo Gruger
1927
"I Say, Orde, I Want to Apologize to You"
N.C. Wyeth
1907
"Sit down," says the stranger. "I take what I have a mind to, sir."
N.C. Wyeth
ca. 1940
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
I could see only his shaggy head, as huge as a beer-kettle.
N.C. Wyeth
1904