She was a daring swinger, and used to swing furiously out under the maple trees, hoping to some day touch the branches high up there, and, when her companions gathered in little clumps in dismayed consultation, she swung with wild hair floating free, a sort of intoxication of delight in her heart.
"Rose of Dutcher's Coolly"
Hamlin Garland
Whereon my Lady, being no more able to get conversation out of him than a song out of a dead nightingale, determined to go off and leave him and the doctor and Captain swinger, the agent, to snore in concert every evening to their hearts' content.
"Journeys Through Bookland V2"
Charles H. Sylvester
The proprietor of this building, Colonel swinger, had been looked upon by the community as a person quite as remote, old-fashioned, and inconsistent with present progress as the house itself.
"Mr. Jack Hamlin's Mediation and Other Stories"
Bret Harte