Illustrator record
John Reinhard Weguelin
The illustrator, painter, and water colorist John Reinhard Weguelin (1849 - 1927) was best known for his exotic and erotic neo-classical figurative compositions. Born 23 June 1849 in South Stoke, Sussex, Weguelin exhibited at the Royal Academy, the Grosvenor Gallery, and the New Gallery. He illustrated numerous books including Thomas Babington Macaulay's Lays of Ancient Rome (1881), G.A. Henty's The Cat of Bubastes (1889), and Hans Christian Andersen's The Little Mermaid and Other Stories (1893), among many others. He also contributed illustrations to periodicals such as The Graphic, and Scribner's Magazine. He was a member of the Society of British Artists and the Royal Society of Painters in Watercolors. He died in Hastings on 28 April 1927.
Further Reading
"Weguelin, John Reinhard." Benezit Dictionary of Artists. 31 October 2011.
Baldry, Alfred Lys. The Practice of Water-Colour Painting: Illustrated by the Work of Modern Artists. London: Macmillan and Co., 1911. 124-129.
15 Illustrations by John Reinhard Weguelin
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Illustrations from Montezuma's Daughter
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'This one is alive also and does not seem so sick,’ said a man
Montezuma's Daughter
The Graphic, vol. 48, no. 1236
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Then, having donned a scarlet cloak, the head priest, that same who had felt my heart, uttered some kind of prayer
Montezuma's Daughter
The Graphic, vol. 48, no. 1237
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‘Greeting, Guatemoc my cousin,’ she said in a sweet voice
Montezuma's Daughter
The Graphic, vol. 48, no. 1238
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Now Montezuma stepped from the shadow and stood face to face with the dead.
Montezuma's Daughter
The Graphic, vol. 48, no. 1239
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Last of all came Otomie
Montezuma's Daughter
The Graphic, vol. 48, no. 1240
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For some minutes we lay thus side by side, and as we lay a great wonder and gratitude grew in my heart
Montezuma's Daughter
The Graphic, vol. 48, no. 1241
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All that I could see was a gleam of armour in the mud. I threw myself upon it, gripping at the wearer’s throat, and together we rolled down the side of the causeway into the shallow water at the edge of the lake
Montezuma's Daughter
The Graphic, vol. 48, no. 1242
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‘A mirror! Swift, bring me a mirror!’ I gave her one, and rising on her arm, eagerly she scanned her face
Montezuma's Daughter
The Graphic, vol. 48, no. 1243
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and there it lay still and dreadful among the gems and gold
Montezuma's Daughter
The Graphic, vol. 48, no. 1243
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‘Your pleasure, general?’ ‘Greeting to you, comrade,’ answered Cortes. ‘You know this renegade?’
Montezuma's Daughter
The Graphic, vol. 48, no. 1244
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Quick as thought she drew the sword from the grass and smote with all her strength upon the man’s bent neck
Montezuma's Daughter
The Graphic, vol. 48, no. 1245
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As I came, a zaphilote alighted on the head of the body that hung nearest to me
Montezuma's Daughter
The Graphic, vol. 48, no. 1246
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Naked to the waist, his hands bound behind him, his grizzled locks hanging about his breast, his keen eyes fixed upon the faces of his heathen foes in menace rather than in supplication
Montezuma's Daughter
The Graphic, vol. 48, no. 1247
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Thrice they cried it, each time more shrilly than before, then suddenly they were GONE, the women of the Otomie were no more!
Montezuma's Daughter
The Graphic, vol. 48, no. 1248
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Surely, I thought, he will await me now. But even I had not fathomed the depth of his terrors, for de Garcia... looked towards me, then fled forward on his feet
Montezuma's Daughter
The Graphic, vol. 48, no. 1249