NWI4894684:
History of Indigenous Peoples: Native Americans fishing in a birch canoe. Engraving by N.C. Wyeth., 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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
BRR5896200:
"They cannot better die than for their natural lord," said Dick, 1916 (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