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Thomas Cantrell Dugdale
Thomas Cantrell Dugdale (1880–1952) was a British painter and illustrator known for his portraits and figure studies. In addition to his work as a visual artist, he illustrated numerous books and designed posters for the war effort during World War I and World War II. Dugdale was also a member of the Royal Academy and exhibited widely throughout his career. He illustrated works like "The Cloister and the Hearth" by Charles Reade and made significant contributions to book art and illustration during the early 20th century.
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Murray’s Highland Home—A Visit from Admiral Triton—Adair and his Nephew appear—Murray appointed to the Opal, Adair First Lieutenant—Preparations for Departure—Admiral Triton and Mrs Deborah invite Mrs Murray to stay at Southsea—The Opal and her Crew—A Poetical Lieutenant—Parting between Miss Rogers and Adair—The Opal sails for the East Coast of Africa. Alick Murray had not...
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In Search of the “Barbara.” “What’s the name of the craft you want to get aboard, sir?” asked old Bob, the one-legged boatman, whose wherry I had hired to carry me out to Spithead. “The Barbara,” I answered, trying to look more at my ease than I felt; for the old fellow, besides having but one leg, had a black patch over the place where his right eye should have been, while his left arm...
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