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"'It's a scientific, historic, precise'--and at every word his big hand made the glasses jump--'designation of him'"
"'It's a scientific, historic, precise'--and at every word his big hand made the glasses jump--'designation of him'"
"'It's a scientific, historic, precise'--and at every word his big hand made the glasses jump--'designation of him'"
(American, 1882 - 1945)

"'It's a scientific, historic, precise'--and at every word his big hand made the glasses jump--'designation of him'"

1903
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"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
Plate #2 | Poor Tom began to whine and shake | When with his spells the Wizard bound him | And set on him a monstrous snake | Which coiled its ugly self around him.
Plate #2 | Poor Tom began to whine and shake | When with his spells the Wizard bound him | And set on him a monstrous snake | Which coiled its ugly self around him.
Royal Lacey Scoville
ca. 1915
Image Not Available for But the Parrot's big grip closed quietly around his wrist and pinioned him
But the Parrot's big grip closed quietly around his wrist and pinioned him
N.C. Wyeth
1916
Finally, the great scene of boyhood, the scene which will endear its hero to every generation of boys forever, the original of all the Jack the Giant Killer stories--David and Goliath
Finally, the great scene of boyhood, the scene which will endear its hero to every generation of boys forever, the original of all the Jack the Giant Killer stories--David and Goliath
N.C. Wyeth
1929
So the maiden went on, and little divined or imagined what was at work in his heart, that made him so awkward and speechless.
So the maiden went on, and little divined or imagined what was at work in his heart, that made him so awkward and speechless.
N.C. Wyeth
1920
"I saw his horse jump back, dodgin' a rattlesnake or somethin' "
"I saw his horse jump back, dodgin' a rattlesnake or somethin' "
N.C. Wyeth
1905
Historic Bits. Too Late. Result of Cornwallis's Decision to Defer his Attack Until Morning on "That Fox Washington."
Historic Bits. Too Late. Result of Cornwallis's Decision to Defer his Attack Until Morning on "That Fox Washington."
Will Crawford
1901
There the Sweetwater rushed into its greatest pool, and there Mr. Jordan took his flies from the book and got ready to cast
There the Sweetwater rushed into its greatest pool, and there Mr. Jordan took his flies from the book and got ready to cast
N.C. Wyeth
1912
Robin Hood and His Companions Lend Aid to Will o' th' Green from Ambush Their arrows flew together, marvellous shots, each finding its prey.
Robin Hood and His Companions Lend Aid to Will o' th' Green from Ambush
Their arrows flew together, marvellous shots, each finding its prey.
N.C. Wyeth
1917
Headlong he leaped on the Boaster, and, snatching his knife from its scabbard . . .
Headlong he leaped on the Boaster, and, snatching his knife from its scabbard . . .
N.C. Wyeth
1920
His queer shabby clothes, his big stooping frame, his sad black eyes, absent almost to vacancy.
His queer shabby clothes, his big stooping frame, his sad black eyes, absent almost to vacancy.
N.C. Wyeth
1910
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