In the short story "The Sniper" by Liam O' Flaherty, the sniper is portrayed firstly as watchful. He needs to be so, because every second that passes - his life is in danger - both from other enemy snipers and an army of thug soldiers below in the streets and on a gunboat that has been specially drafted in to sail up the River Liffey in Dublin right up to the city centre. He is right to be watchful. next, he is shown as starving hungry - he has been holed up on the roof alone and holding the fort fort for hours. He takes a deep draught from his flask to quench his thirst, and feeling maybe one degree more relaxed, decides to risk a quick smoke. Bad move as a bullet whizzes through the air. He is in a similar (watchful but bold) mood at the end - until he sees who he has killed.