The Legend of Red Jacket Swamp.
The city of Brisbane was not always as it is now; the burying-ground of Paddington was outside the city then, and the little boys used to play "hide and seek" all over it without
going near a road. These little boys were clothed by their mothers in 50lb. flour bags, which had been received from South Australia, the garments being constructed in the following easy manner, namely:—A hole was cut in the top to allow the head to protrude, and the two upper corners were cut off for the arms. With these on, they joyfully played pitch and toss, peg-knife, marbles, and other common but popular games. Some of these flour bags were branded "Dunn," and others "Hart" ; consequently great enmity prevailed between the two sets, called respectively the "Dunn Club" and the "Hart Club." Two members of the latter club were one day playing about the large swamp, which is situated in the suburb now called Milton. Their names were Bill and Mac, and they were actively engaged in capturing a brown bull-frog, which persistently hopped away as the greasy fingers of the "Hart" youths endeavoured to close around him. At last Mac, creeping unawares behind Mr. B. Frog, was in the act of grabbing him, when Bill excitedly yelled, "Mac! nab that frog," and straightway fell into a peculiar-looking pool of water, which apparently was tinged a dark red by the infusion of some mineral substance—probably iron. By the aid of his friend, Mac, he came to dry land again, but, behold! his once white flour-bag suit was of a dull red. This so caught the fancy of his fellow members that they likewise dipped their coats in the pool, and this circumstance was the origin of the name "Red Jacket Swamp." Owing to the length of time which has elapsed since the young people of Brisbane "did the block" in flour-bag suits this legend is known to very few, and it is believed it is now on record for the first time.
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