sweeny

Little Sweeny says, in his Irish brogue, 'I can march twic't as fur for the seein' av her!'

Around Sweeny, who garrisoned the left-hand wagon of the rearmost line, the fight was particularly noisy.

Little Sweeny, finding that his mule was being crowded by an Apache's horse, uttered some indignant yelps.

Sweeny instantly fired, and brought down another Apache, quite accidentally.

At that short distance Sweeny would hardly have missed; and the nearest Apache, leaning forward with outspread arms, fell dead.