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As they paddled away, they could see the Indians come whooping into the clearing.
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N.C. Wyeth
(American, 1882 - 1945)
As they paddled away, they could see the Indians come whooping into the clearing.
Oil on hardboard
1945
25 × 33 in. (63.5 × 83.8 cm)
SUPP2000.750
Private collection
Not on view
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Behind, not two hundred yards away, were two Indians.
N.C. Wyeth
1905
"I remember," writes Buffalo Bill, "the next day father began trading with the Indians, who were so pleased over the bargins we offered that they sent their friends back to us after they cantered away."
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1916
The Thanksgiving Feast (including Thanksgiving with the Indians), presentation painting
N.C. Wyeth
1940
The Dance of the Whooping Cranes
N.C. Wyeth
1939
"I wish you could see yourself; I wish I could tell you how you look."
N.C. Wyeth
1930 / 1931
"She didn't come - she didn't come," he said over and over to himself. "She didn't come to see her old dad - and it's Christmas Day"
N.C. Wyeth
1914
One day a band of fifteen Indians jammed me in a sand ravine. I made a running fight for eleven miles, but went unscathed and had a lead of two miles at Sweetwater Bridge.
N.C. Wyeth
1916
untitled sketch (cowboys and Indians)
N.C. Wyeth
1903 / 1904
They Did Not Want "Civilized," Field-Tilling Indians
N.C. Wyeth
1905
untitled (three Indians at a stream in snowy woods)
N.C. Wyeth
1904
Thanksgiving with Indians
N.C. Wyeth
1940
I could see only his shaggy head, as huge as a beer-kettle.
N.C. Wyeth
1904
