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And She Cast Her Arms about Him, and at Once They Rode Away
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Louis John Rhead
(American, 1857 - 1926)
And She Cast Her Arms about Him, and at Once They Rode Away
Ink on paper
ca. 1898
22 × 16 5/8 in. (55.9 × 42.2 cm)
82.16.232
Gift of Jane Collette Wilcox, 1982
Not on view
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