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Uncas Slays a Deer Avoiding the horns of the infuriated animal, Uncas darted to his side, and passed his knife across the throat
Uncas Slays a Deer Avoiding the horns of the infuriated animal, Uncas darted to his side, and passed his knife across the throat
Uncas Slays a Deer Avoiding the horns of the infuriated animal, Uncas darted to his side, and passed his knife across the throat
(American, 1882 - 1945)

Uncas Slays a Deer Avoiding the horns of the infuriated animal, Uncas darted to his side, and passed his knife across the throat

Oil on canvas
1919
40 × 32 in. (101.6 × 81.3 cm)
SUPP2000.324
Diamond M Fine Art Collection, Museum of Texas Tech University
Not on view
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1919
Captain Harding slays a convict
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Untitled (studies of horns, eyes, ear and chin of a goat)
Untitled (studies of horns, eyes, ear and chin of a goat)
N.C. Wyeth
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1920
Plate #7 | Next with his throat within a noose | (Let's hope that it will choke him later) | Appears without the least excuse | The sanguinary Growl-i-gator.
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ca. 1915
Back and forth across it we went, twisting, straining, holding our strength, each striving to break the grip of the other's fingers on his wrist. I felt his breath upon my face, saw his cold eyes like blue fire burning me.
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I had half seen how he had rested his elbow on the hedge and carried his head to one side when he fired that first shot.
I had half seen how he had rested his elbow on the hedge and carried his head to one side when he fired that first shot.
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1911
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Suddenly the restful quiet of the morning was broken by Pablo. . . . Gray paused in the middle of a sentence and with Morgan and Jo started for the gate. Bill dropped his paper and got to his feet (left side)
N.C. Wyeth
1925
Suddenly the restful quiet of the morning was broken by Pablo. . . . Gray paused in the middle of a sentence and with Morgan and Jo started for the gate. Bill dropped his paper and got to his feet (right side)
Suddenly the restful quiet of the morning was broken by Pablo. . . . Gray paused in the middle of a sentence and with Morgan and Jo started for the gate. Bill dropped his paper and got to his feet (right side)
N.C. Wyeth
1925
The Meeting of the Generals As soon as this slight salutation had passed, Montcalm moved towards them with a quick but graceful step, baring his head to the veteran and dropping his spotless plume nearly to the earth in courtesy
The Meeting of the Generals
As soon as this slight salutation had passed, Montcalm moved towards them with a quick but graceful step, baring his head to the veteran and dropping his spotless plume nearly to the earth in courtesy
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1919
To prove how much she hated him she nestled against his side, and his arm enfolded her.
To prove how much she hated him she nestled against his side, and his arm enfolded her.
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ca. 1919
Magua Captures Alice He hesitated a moment; and then catching the light and senseless form of Alice in his arms, the subtle Indian moved swiftly across the plain toward the woods
Magua Captures Alice He hesitated a moment; and then catching the light and senseless form of Alice in his arms, the subtle Indian moved swiftly across the plain toward the woods
N.C. Wyeth
1919