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Image Not Available for I ax yer parding, Mister Phinn-- / Jest drap that whisky-skin (sic)
I ax yer parding, Mister Phinn-- / Jest drap that whisky-skin (sic)
Image Not Available for I ax yer parding, Mister Phinn-- / Jest drap that whisky-skin (sic)
(American, 1882 - 1945)

I ax yer parding, Mister Phinn-- / Jest drap that whisky-skin (sic)

Oil on canvas
1912
32 × 25 in. (81.3 × 63.5 cm)
SUPP2000.1733
The Kelly Collection of American Illustration
Not on view
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
On the cross she hung a tiny sack of eagle's skin
On the cross she hung a tiny sack of eagle's skin
N.C. Wyeth
1909
"Jest tryin' a little innercent game"
"Jest tryin' a little innercent game"
N.C. Wyeth
1905
Over hill and holler and ford and creek / Jest like the hosses had wings, we tore
Over hill and holler and ford and creek / Jest like the hosses had wings, we tore
N.C. Wyeth
1912
The Conquerer (sic)
The Conquerer (sic)
N.C. Wyeth
ca. 1922
Johnny and his Woodchuck-Skin Cap
Johnny and his Woodchuck-Skin Cap
N.C. Wyeth
1936
Harper's Bazar [sic] - Study for Christmas 1898 - Nativity
Harper's Bazar [sic] - Study for Christmas 1898 - Nativity
Violet Oakley
1898
The General whose horse was to [sic] proud to retreat
The General whose horse was to [sic] proud to retreat
Marjorie Henderson Buell
1920-1930
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."
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
"I reaped it my way, for I cut nothing off but the ears, and carried it away in a great basket which I had made"
"I reaped it my way, for I cut nothing off but the ears, and carried it away in a great basket which I had made"
N.C. Wyeth
1920
"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"
"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
As I turned I saw her kneeling there, her hair all about her face, with her hands stretched out to me: and then I walked blindly away into the long grass of the marsh
As I turned I saw her kneeling there, her hair all about her face, with her hands stretched out to me: and then I walked blindly away into the long grass of the marsh
N.C. Wyeth
1921