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"Send him back? Not a bit of it! We're going to hang him higher than Haman"
"Send him back? Not a bit of it! We're going to hang him higher than Haman"
"Send him back? Not a bit of it! We're going to hang him higher than Haman"
(American, 1882 - 1945)

"Send him back? Not a bit of it! We're going to hang him higher than Haman"

Oil on canvas
1912
approximately 34 x 25 1/4 in. (86.3 x 64.1 cm)
SUPP2000.965
Location unknown
Not on view
"I'm not going," Randall told the men in the overcrowded boat. "I'll stick here and when you get to San Francisco ask Cappy Ricks to send a tug out to look for me."
"I'm not going," Randall told the men in the overcrowded boat. "I'll stick here and when you get to San Francisco ask Cappy Ricks to send a tug out to look for me."
N.C. Wyeth
1923
"They fought with him on foot more than three hours, both before him and behind him"
"They fought with him on foot more than three hours, both before him and behind him"
N.C. Wyeth
1917
"I've seen him ride broncs that had piled the best of them, and as for roping--even the Mexican vaqueros have had to hand it to him more than once"
"I've seen him ride broncs that had piled the best of them, and as for roping--even the Mexican vaqueros have had to hand it to him more than once"
N.C. Wyeth
1925
She leaned toward him with eyes shining more brightly than the moonlight in the wake of their canoe. "Oh, you're splendid."
She leaned toward him with eyes shining more brightly than the moonlight in the wake of their canoe. "Oh, you're splendid."
N.C. Wyeth
1911
Far Off a Voice Said, "All Right, Slim, Hop Him!" Then There Were Dim Cries of "Sock It to Him! . . ."
Far Off a Voice Said, "All Right, Slim, Hop Him!" Then There Were Dim Cries of "Sock It to Him! . . ."
N.C. Wyeth
1925
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
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
N.C. Wyeth
1924
From Behind His Back Indians Bounded Down Toward Him, Eager to Capture Him Alive
From Behind His Back Indians Bounded Down Toward Him, Eager to Capture Him Alive
N.C. Wyeth
1910
Esther's White Arm, Loaded With Jewels, Pointed Towards Haman.
Esther's White Arm, Loaded With Jewels, Pointed Towards Haman.
N.C. Wyeth
1926
The Slave Boy Then, at length, when all were peacefully feeding, he sat down upon a grassy hummock and looked around him, sad, lonely, vindictive.
The Slave Boy
Then, at length, when all were peacefully feeding, he sat down upon a grassy hummock and looked around him, sad, lonely, vindictive.
N.C. Wyeth
1912
Genghis Khan's eyes were fixed upon the dark scarred face of the young man in front of him. Little could be hidden from those eyes, and suddenly the young man knew that he stood revealed. The inscrutable eyes gave no sign, but at last Genghis Khan beckoned to the girl, and she came and stood beside him.
Genghis Khan's eyes were fixed upon the dark scarred face of the young man in front of him. Little could be hidden from those eyes, and suddenly the young man knew that he stood revealed. The inscrutable eyes gave no sign, but at last Genghis Khan beckoned to the girl, and she came and stood beside him.
N.C. Wyeth
1932
He turned over and crawled around back of the bush, trying to make a wide circle around the fire. The bullets followed him
He turned over and crawled around back of the bush, trying to make a wide circle around the fire. The bullets followed him
N.C. Wyeth
1912
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.
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.
N.C. Wyeth
1912