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The Siege of the Round-House It came all of a sudden when it did, with a rush of feet and a roar, and then a shout from Alan
The Siege of the Round-House It came all of a sudden when it did, with a rush of feet and a roar, and then a shout from Alan
The Siege of the Round-House It came all of a sudden when it did, with a rush of feet and a roar, and then a shout from Alan
(American, 1882 - 1945)

The Siege of the Round-House
It came all of a sudden when it did, with a rush of feet and a roar, and then a shout from Alan

Oil on canvas
1913
40 × 32 1/8 in. (101.6 × 81.6 cm)
86.7.6
Bequest of Mrs. Russell G. Colt, 1986
Not on view
When temptation came, and Adam and Eve fell out of the their sinless and virtueless Eden, they began to be worth while. They fell from innocence into manhood and womanhood. They fell from shiftlessness into work. They fell from a drifting irresponsibility into worry and trouble and despair, but also into ambition and courage and hope
When temptation came, and Adam and Eve fell out of the their sinless and virtueless Eden, they began to be worth while. They fell from innocence into manhood and womanhood. They fell from shiftlessness into work. They fell from a drifting irresponsibility into worry and trouble and despair, but also into ambition and courage and hope
N.C. Wyeth
1928
From the girl's revolver leaped forth a sudden spurt of smoke and flame
From the girl's revolver leaped forth a sudden spurt of smoke and flame
Dean Cornwell
1919
Little John Fights with the Cook in the Sheriff's House At last he made a dart upon Roger and the chase grew furious. Dishes, plates, covers, pots and pans--all that came in the way of them went flying.
Little John Fights with the Cook in the Sheriff's House
At last he made a dart upon Roger and the chase grew furious. Dishes, plates, covers, pots and pans--all that came in the way of them went flying.
N.C. Wyeth
1917
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
At the Cards in Cluny's Cage But Alan and Cluny were most of the time at the cards
At the Cards in Cluny's Cage
But Alan and Cluny were most of the time at the cards
N.C. Wyeth
1913
Yes, 'N', He'd Let a Roar Outer Him, An' Mebbe He'd Sing, "Hail Columbia, Happy Land!"
Yes, 'N', He'd Let a Roar Outer Him, An' Mebbe He'd Sing, "Hail Columbia, Happy Land!"
N.C. Wyeth
1914
She thought a poet was a man who made rimes; she did not guess that this man when he said: "'There'll be fences here, and fields and roofs and chimneys," was talking poetry
She thought a poet was a man who made rimes; she did not guess that this man when he said: "'There'll be fences here, and fields and roofs and chimneys," was talking poetry
N.C. Wyeth
1930
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
And when they came to the sword that the hand held, King Arthur took it up
And when they came to the sword that the hand held, King Arthur took it up
N.C. Wyeth
1917
When Sir Percival came nigh the brim, and saw the water so boisterous, he doubted to overpass it
When Sir Percival came nigh the brim, and saw the water so boisterous, he doubted to overpass it
N.C. Wyeth
1917
And They Did Their Trading from the Top of Battlemented Walls
And They Did Their Trading from the Top of Battlemented Walls
N.C. Wyeth
1905
The Weekly Planet was in a state of siege
The Weekly Planet was in a state of siege
N.C. Wyeth
1905