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Between halves--the head coach braces up the team
Between halves--the head coach braces up the team
Between halves--the head coach braces up the team
(American, 1882 - 1945)

Between halves--the head coach braces up the team

Alternate Title(s)
  • The Coach; One Scene Never Photographed in Football
1909
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SUPP2000.1597
known by reproduction only
Not on view
Still Life with Peach Halves
Still Life with Peach Halves
Raphaelle Peale
1822
The Three Knights "It is very fitting," said Chandos, "that we should be companions, Nigel, for since you have tied up one of your eyes, we have but a pair between us."
The Three Knights
"It is very fitting," said Chandos, "that we should be companions, Nigel, for since you have tied up one of your eyes, we have but a pair between us."
N.C. Wyeth
1922
The Brace-Game, untitled headpiece illustration
The Brace-Game, untitled headpiece illustration
N.C. Wyeth
1907
untitled (wagon and team of four horses driving through snow)
untitled (wagon and team of four horses driving through snow)
N.C. Wyeth
ca. 1900
We just naturally fights like a pair of friends and gentlemen. Bite, kick, and gouge; but no hard feelin's between me and you!
We just naturally fights like a pair of friends and gentlemen. Bite, kick, and gouge; but no hard feelin's between me and you!
N.C. Wyeth
1915 / 1916
The Fraser Family He was crammed, stiff and heated, into the old chaise between his parents
The Fraser Family
He was crammed, stiff and heated, into the old chaise between his parents
N.C. Wyeth
1928
"For a time, there being no scouting to do," says Colonel Cody, "I drove stage between Plum Creek and Fort Kearney, with plenty of hair-raising adventures thrown in."
"For a time, there being no scouting to do," says Colonel Cody, "I drove stage between Plum Creek and Fort Kearney, with plenty of hair-raising adventures thrown in."
N.C. Wyeth
1916
There, in a white world of mist, . . . he stood alone, fighting his battle between love for a girl and a standard of honor in the friendship of men.
There, in a white world of mist, . . . he stood alone, fighting his battle between love for a girl and a standard of honor in the friendship of men.
N.C. Wyeth
1912
On the Sea Wall with John Paul Jones For a long moment Paul Jones gazed out over the crowded shipping, down the long narrow harbor, out to the open water. He whistled dolefully between his teeth
On the Sea Wall with John Paul Jones
For a long moment Paul Jones gazed out over the crowded shipping, down the long narrow harbor, out to the open water. He whistled dolefully between his teeth
N.C. Wyeth
1928
Image Not Available for The woman never changed her posture, never seemed to realize the approach of dawn; but Winston roused up, lifting his head to gaze wearily forward.
The woman never changed her posture, never seemed to realize the approach of dawn; but Winston roused up, lifting his head to gaze wearily forward.
N.C. Wyeth
1907
I ran aft to the clear space abaft the funnel, and there I found the spiggoties shtandin', holdin' a council av war. I fired into the thick av them and had five av them down when that thievin' engineer come sneakin' up behind me and shtruck me on the back av the head wit' a monkey wrench
I ran aft to the clear space abaft the funnel, and there I found the spiggoties shtandin', holdin' a council av war. I fired into the thick av them and had five av them down when that thievin' engineer come sneakin' up behind me and shtruck me on the back av the head wit' a monkey wrench
N.C. Wyeth
1914
Dropping one of the sage-hens I asked the man behind me to pick it up. As he was groping for it I pulled one of my Colt's revolvers, and hit him over the head. He dropped senseless. // "Wheeling about I saw that the other man, hearing the fall, had turned, his hand upon his revolver. It was no time for argument. I fired and killed him."
Dropping one of the sage-hens I asked the man behind me to pick it up. As he was groping for it I pulled one of my Colt's revolvers, and hit him over the head. He dropped senseless. // "Wheeling about I saw that the other man, hearing the fall, had turned, his hand upon his revolver. It was no time for argument. I fired and killed him."
N.C. Wyeth
1916