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Judith fairly trembled, as she cast her first glance at the interior.
Judith fairly trembled, as she cast her first glance at the interior.
Judith fairly trembled, as she cast her first glance at the interior.
(American, 1882 - 1945)

Judith fairly trembled, as she cast her first glance at the interior.

Oil on canvas
1925
40 × 30 in. (101.6 × 76.2 cm)
SUPP2000.696
Collection of Joel and Suzanne Sugg
Not on view
The Supplicant Cora had cast herself to her knees; and, with hands clenched in each other and pressed upon her bosom, she remained like a beauteous and breathing model of her sex
The Supplicant Cora had cast herself to her knees; and, with hands clenched in each other and pressed upon her bosom, she remained like a beauteous and breathing model of her sex
N.C. Wyeth
1919
And She Cast Her Arms about Him, and at Once They Rode Away
And She Cast Her Arms about Him, and at Once They Rode Away
Louis John Rhead
ca. 1898
Robin Wrestles Will Stuteley at Gamewell "Catch him by the middle," he shouted. "Now you have him, lording, fairly. Throw him prettily!" And sure enough Stuteley came down.
Robin Wrestles Will Stuteley at Gamewell
"Catch him by the middle," he shouted. "Now you have him, lording, fairly. Throw him prettily!" And sure enough Stuteley came down.
N.C. Wyeth
1917
The gentleman, young and fair and good to look upon, took in the situation at a glance.
The gentleman, young and fair and good to look upon, took in the situation at a glance.
N.C. Wyeth
1928
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
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
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.
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
Not withstanding her age she was compelled to follow the convoy of prisoners on foot, without any alleviation of her suffering.
Not withstanding her age she was compelled to follow the convoy of prisoners on foot, without any alleviation of her suffering.
N.C. Wyeth
1927
Ivy shut her eyes when she hit now. Those gibbering monkey men did not know it, but Ivy in her terror knew it; no longer was it arms swinging a vindictive ax, but it was an ax of panic swinging helpless arms.
Ivy shut her eyes when she hit now. Those gibbering monkey men did not know it, but Ivy in her terror knew it; no longer was it arms swinging a vindictive ax, but it was an ax of panic swinging helpless arms.
N.C. Wyeth
1930
I jumped down into the stream and caught her in my arms as she was losing her hold
I jumped down into the stream and caught her in my arms as she was losing her hold
N.C. Wyeth
1921
The Mother of John Paul Jones A woman's drawn, sad face appeared at the door; she picked up the package, weighed it in her hand, then despite her years, shouted with extraordinary vigor at the fleeing youngster
The Mother of John Paul Jones
A woman's drawn, sad face appeared at the door; she picked up the package, weighed it in her hand, then despite her years, shouted with extraordinary vigor at the fleeing youngster
N.C. Wyeth
1928
Count Anthony placed his gloved hand on hers. "Do you recall, Johanna, our first meeting?"
Count Anthony placed his gloved hand on hers. "Do you recall, Johanna, our first meeting?"
N.C. Wyeth
ca. 1928
With Eve in London "Well," she said, as if this was the first moment of their meeting, "how have you been, sir?"
With Eve in London
"Well," she said, as if this was the first moment of their meeting, "how have you been, sir?"
N.C. Wyeth
1928