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For three months he worked as an axeman . . . his only companion a dour Scotchman who never spoke.
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N.C. Wyeth
(American, 1882 - 1945)
For three months he worked as an axeman . . . his only companion a dour Scotchman who never spoke.
Oil on canvas
1911
34 × 25 in. (86.4 × 63.5 cm)
SUPP2000.653
Private collection
Not on view
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Too tired and weak to guide his horse, he could only hang to his saddle and trust to the beast's instinct to avoid destruction! And to spur--ever to spur--praying that he might reach help before brain and body failed together.
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His eyes looked as Sabra had never seen them look, merciless, cold, hypnotic. "A three-cornered piece, you'll find it, Lon. The Cravat sheep-brand"
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The Assyrians had camped on the plains beyond the walls, and the whole city was paralyzed with fear. Only Isaiah was unterrified. In majestic calm he stood and hurled his defiance at the enemy
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1929
But Sir Henry never stopped. He kept right on. When he reached the top step he braced his foot on it and gave a mighty spring and caught the Greaser around the waist and swung him clean out of the saddle.
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He Spoke Not a Word, but Went Straight to His Work
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1942
"Who's afraid of his guns?" shouted McFarlane. "He daren't shoot in a square fight!"
N.C. Wyeth
1912
I could see only his shaggy head, as huge as a beer-kettle.
N.C. Wyeth
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Orlando and the Giant Ferragus
Orlando's utmost skill only availed to keep him out of the giant's clutches, but all his efforts to wound him with a sword were useless
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1924
And Lawless, keeping half a step in front of his companion and holding his head forward like a hunting-dog upon the scent, . . . studied out their path
N.C. Wyeth
1916
A boy spoke. "The camels the wise men rode -- what color were they?" Jesus smiled, remembering that this was the question he, himself, had asked in Nazareth
N.C. Wyeth
1931