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The Flight Across the Lake The scout having ascertained that the Mohicans were sufficiently of themselves to maintain the requisite distance, deliberately laid aside his paddle, and raised that fatal rifle
The Flight Across the Lake The scout having ascertained that the Mohicans were sufficiently of themselves to maintain the requisite distance, deliberately laid aside his paddle, and raised that fatal rifle
The Flight Across the Lake The scout having ascertained that the Mohicans were sufficiently of themselves to maintain the requisite distance, deliberately laid aside his paddle, and raised that fatal rifle
(American, 1882 - 1945)

The Flight Across the Lake The scout having ascertained that the Mohicans were sufficiently of themselves to maintain the requisite distance, deliberately laid aside his paddle, and raised that fatal rifle

Oil on canvas
1919
40 3/16 × 32 in. (102.1 × 81.3 cm)
86.7.2
Bequest of Mrs. Russell G. Colt, 1986
Captives When the pilot chosen for the task of guiding the canoe had taken his station, the whole band plunged again into the river, the vessel glided down the current and in a few moments the captives found themselves on the south bank of the stream.
Captives When the pilot chosen for the task of guiding the canoe had taken his station, the whole band plunged again into the river, the vessel glided down the current and in a few moments the captives found themselves on the south bank of the stream.
N.C. Wyeth
1919
". . . . though these folks were evidently amusing themselves, yet they maintained the gravest faces, the most mysterious silence . . . ."
". . . . though these folks were evidently amusing themselves, yet they maintained the gravest faces, the most mysterious silence . . . ."
N.C. Wyeth
1921
The Last of the Mohicans, cover illustration
The Last of the Mohicans, cover illustration
N.C. Wyeth
1919
The Last of the Mohicans, endpaper illustration
The Last of the Mohicans, endpaper illustration
N.C. Wyeth
1919
The Last of the Mohicans, title page illustration (view of Fort William Henry)
The Last of the Mohicans, title page illustration (view of Fort William Henry)
N.C. Wyeth
1919
As he paused by the door with his head bowed, a firm, gentle hand was laid on his sleeve.
As he paused by the door with his head bowed, a firm, gentle hand was laid on his sleeve.
N.C. Wyeth
1917
The rifle came down through the empty air. Like the wind itself, the silver queen shot into flight.
The rifle came down through the empty air. Like the wind itself, the silver queen shot into flight.
N.C. Wyeth
1916
The man with the hatful of cards picked a hand out of his reserves, put the hat on his head and raised Bill a hundred. Bill came back with a raise of two hundred, and as the other covered it he shoved a pistol into his face observing: "I'm calling the hand that is in your hat."
The man with the hatful of cards picked a hand out of his reserves, put the hat on his head and raised Bill a hundred. Bill came back with a raise of two hundred, and as the other covered it he shoved a pistol into his face observing: "I'm calling the hand that is in your hat."
N.C. Wyeth
1916
The Hunter Himself Was Stretched on the Earth, before a Head-Stone of White Marble, Pushing Aside with His Fingers the Long Grass
The Hunter Himself Was Stretched on the Earth, before a Head-Stone of White Marble, Pushing Aside with His Fingers the Long Grass
Felix Octavius Carr Darley
ca. 1859
He raised his arms in silent worship
He raised his arms in silent worship
N.C. Wyeth
1907
The chief raised his musket and fired
The chief raised his musket and fired
N.C. Wyeth
1940
When the moon arose there was silhouetted across its face the dusky figure of a war-bonneted Sioux, rifle at shoulder, aiming at one of our party. Raising my gun I fired, and the brave came crashing down the bank.
When the moon arose there was silhouetted across its face the dusky figure of a war-bonneted Sioux, rifle at shoulder, aiming at one of our party. Raising my gun I fired, and the brave came crashing down the bank.
N.C. Wyeth
1916