Glimpses of Three Coasts

Jackson, Helen (H.H.).  1886.  Glimpses of three coasts.  Boston: Roberts Brothers.

[This is a travel book, the sections being I. California and Oregon, II. Scotland and England and III. Norway, Denmark and Germany.–DDR]

page 140: near the ‘cascades’ of the Columbia River on a boat trip upstream, chatting with a pioneer of 1847: ” ‘Did you ever know Chief Joseph?’ I asked.  ‘What, old Jo!  You bet I knew him…Why, I got lost once, an’ I came right on his camp before I knowed it, an’ the Injuns they grabbed me; ‘t was night…Well, Jo, he took up a torch, a pine knot he had burnin’, and he held it close’t up to my face, and looked me up an’ down, an’ down an’ up…’n then he set the knot down, ‘n’ told the men it was all right,–I was ‘tum tum;’ that meant I was good heart [sic]; ‘n’ they gave me all I could eat, ‘n’ a guide to show me my way, next day…”

page 144: going further upsteam on the Columbia; about a local native woman known as Lucy, originally from California, “probably of the Tulares” who had “migrated to Oregon with her family thirty years ago”: “Finally, a man named Pomeroy appeared; and, as Lucy said afterward, as soon as she looked at him, she knew he was her ‘tum tum man,’ and she must go with him.”

I’ve only found these two scraps of Chinuk Wawa in this book, both using ‘tum tum’ in an interesting way.–DDR