CH5051847:
'--and making it into a great cross, I set it up on the shore where I first...', 1920 (oil on canvas), Wyeth, Newell Convers (1882-1945) / Bridgeman Images
STC321031:
About half way down the slope to the stockade, they were collected in a group, an illustration from 'Treasure Island' by Robert Louis Stevenson, pub. by Charles Scribner's Sons, 1911 (colour litho), Wyeth, Newell Convers (1882-1945) / Bridgeman Images
STC321027:
The boarders swarmed over the fence like monkeys, an illustration from 'Treasure Island' by Robert Louis Stevenson, pub. by Charles Scribner's Sons, 1911 (colour litho), Wyeth, Newell Convers (1882-1945) / Bridgeman Images
IL5323449:
The wounded Helen, from The Scottish Chiefs published by Charles Schribner's Sons, 1930 (colour litho), Wyeth, Newell Convers (1882-1945) / Bridgeman Images
IL5323451:
Wallace draws the king's sword, from The Scottish Chiefs published by Charles Schribner's Sons, 1930 (colour litho), Wyeth, Newell Convers (1882-1945) / Bridgeman Images
NWI4894684:
History of Indigenous Peoples: Native Americans fishing in a birch canoe. Engraving by N.C. Wyeth., Wyeth, Newell Convers (1882-1945) / Bridgeman Images
IL2920203:
There were seven or eight assailants, and but one to keep head against them, 1916 (colour litho), Wyeth, Newell Convers (1882-1945) / Bridgeman Images
IL2920398:
The Indian long thought! "All night they drum, and never cease until sun, the bloody hunter, sets the hills on fire, 1928 (colour litho), Wyeth, Newell Convers (1882-1945) / Bridgeman Images
IL2920404:
The mother of John Paul Jones: A woman drawn, sad face appeared at the door; she picked up the package and weighed it in her hands , 1928 (colour litho), Wyeth, Newell Convers (1882-1945) / Bridgeman Images
BRR5896137:
The Battle at Glens Falls Each of the combatants threw all his energies into that effort, and the result was, that both tottered on the brink of the precipice, 1919 (oil on canvas), Wyeth, Newell Convers (1882-1945) / Bridgeman Images
BRR5896186:
It was after this attack that the High Command published to the German army: "The moral effect of our own gunfire can not seriously impede the advance of the American Infantry.", 1930 (oil on canvas), Wyeth, Newell Convers (1882-1945) / Bridgeman Images
BRR5896182:
Then, climbing on the roof, he had with his own hand bent and run up the colors, 1911 (oil on canvas), Wyeth, Newell Convers (1882-1945) / Bridgeman Images
BRR5896240:
Then the king . . . ran towards Sir Mordred, crying, "Traitor, now is thy death day come", 1917 (oil on canvas), Wyeth, Newell Convers (1882-1945) / Bridgeman Images
BRR5896084:
And putting their mouths to the level of a starry pool, they drank their fill, 1916 (oil on canvas), Wyeth, Newell Convers (1882-1945) / Bridgeman Images
BRR5896142:
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, 1913 (oil on canvas), Wyeth, Newell Convers (1882-1945) / Bridgeman Images
BRR5896166:
They were now fighting above the knees in the spume and bubble of the breakers, 1916 (oil on canvas), Wyeth, Newell Convers (1882-1945) / Bridgeman Images
BRR5896037:
The Termagant Throwing back her light vestment, she stretched forth her long skinny arm, in derision, 1919 (oil on canvas), Wyeth, Newell Convers (1882-1945) / Bridgeman Images