Right
under the car, poor
thing,
but... not a scratch!
The swag is by itself an
authentic part of the Australian history and
culture. What it is today is not exactly what it used to be, but not
far from it; nowadays in Australia, a swag
(also known as a matilda) is a
ready made bedroll, that you just need to unroll and slip into to enjoy
a comfortable night out in the bush (see pictures above). In the
previous centuries however, when life conditions where much harsher
than they are today in Australia and New Zealand, a swag was a bundle
of belongings
rolled in a
traditional fashion to be carried by a foot
traveler in the bush.
Henry Lawson, in The Romance of
the Swag, has probably given the best description
of it :
The
swag is usually composed of a tent “fly” or strip
of calico (a cover for the swag and a shelter in bad
weather—in New Zealand it is oilcloth or waterproof twill), a
couple of blankets, blue by custom and preference, as that colour shows
the dirt less than any other (hence the name
“bluey” for swag), and the core is composed of
spare clothing and small personal effects. To make or “roll
up” your swag: lay the fly or strip of calico on the ground,
blueys on top of it; across one end, with eighteen inches or so to
spare, lay your spare trousers and shirt, folded, light boots tied
together by the laces toe to heel, books, bundle of old letters,
portraits, or whatever little knick-knacks you have or care to carry,
bag of needles, thread, pen and ink, spare patches for your pants, and
bootlaces. Lay or arrange the pile so that it will roll evenly with the
swag (some pack the lot in an old pillowslip or canvas bag), take a
fold over of blanket and calico the whole length on each side, so as to
reduce the width of the swag to, say, three feet, throw the spare end,
with an inward fold, over the little pile of belongings, and then roll
the whole to the other end, using your knees and judgment to make the
swag tight, compact and artistic; when within eighteen inches of the
loose end take an inward fold in that, and bring it up against the body
of the swag. There is a strong suggestion of a roley-poley in a rag
about the business, only the ends of the swag are folded in, in rings,
and not tied. Fasten the swag with three or four straps, according to
judgment and the supply of straps. To the top strap, for the swag is
carried (and eased down in shanty bars and against walls or
veranda-posts when not on the track) in a more or less vertical
position—to the top strap, and lowest, or lowest but one,
fasten the ends of the shoulder strap (usually a towel is preferred as
being softer to the shoulder), your coat being carried outside the swag
at the back, under the straps. To the top strap fasten the string of
the nose-bag, a calico bag about the size of a pillowslip, containing
the tea, sugar and flour bags, bread, meat, baking-powder and salt, and
brought, when the swag is carried from the left shoulder, over the
right on to the chest, and so balancing the swag behind. But a swagman
can throw a heavy swag in a nearly vertical position against his spine,
slung from one shoulder only and without any balance, and carry it as
easily as you might wear your overcoat. Some bushmen arrange their
belongings so neatly and conveniently, with swag straps in a sort of
harness, that they can roll up the swag in about a minute, and unbuckle
it and throw it out as easily as a roll of wall-paper, and
there’s the bed ready on the ground with the wardrobe for a
pillow. The swag is always used for a seat on the track; it is a soft
seat, so trousers last a long time. And, the dust being mostly soft and
silky on the long tracks out back, boots last marvellously. Fifteen
miles a day is the average with the swag, but you must travel according
to the water: if the next bore or tank is five miles on, and the next
twenty beyond, you camp at the five-mile water to-night and do the
twenty next day. But if it’s thirty miles you have to do it.
Travelling with the swag in Australia is variously and picturesquely
described as “humping bluey,” “walking
Matilda,” “humping Matilda,”
“humping your drum,” “being on the
wallaby,” “jabbing trotters,” and
“tea and sugar burglaring,” but most travelling
shearers now call themselves trav’lers, and say simply
“on the track,” or “carrying
swag.”
- Henry Lawson, The Romance of the Swag, 1907.
You
can find the full work online
here