Monthly Archive: December, 2017

Recollections of my boyhood

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He wasn’t a Forty-Niner, but this right here is gold!

Grand Rounde: anecdotes of Quinaby

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The rare find of an Oregon bank’s house magazine turns up Christmas-season gems from the Grand Rounde (i.e. Grand Ronde) Reservation community, 1883.

For bald heads! (My ears are burning)

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Skookum Root Hair Grower was a nationally sold product in the USA. HairRaisingStories.com tells: William C. Halleck, of Portland Oregon, registered the words “Skookum Root Hair Grower” as a Trade Mark for a… Continue reading

di-ráte! Not a tirade.

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Chinook Jargon, like any speech community, has developed standard ways of doing things, but sometimes one standard conflicts with another.

An American Oberammergau, by Harlan I. Smith

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Yesterday we dealt with Jesus’s birth, today his death.

Talking about Christmas: “They weren’t angry, they just chewed on me”

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Yesterday I showed you the Christmas tag, now let’s open the whole package…

Mary gives us a new verb for Christmas(ing)

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Tlus pus msaika yutl tomtom! (Rejoice!) Chi tanas wawa chako kopa nsaika! (A new word has come to us!)

“…all the things Whites have been saying lately about violence”

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Another unpublished Chinook Writing letter, seemingly dispelling rumours of a Chilcotin uprising…

Letter: “I’m off with my tent to Kluskus & Ulkatcho”

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Another unpublished letter, one of the latest known in Chinook Writing, suggests Father Thomas preaching in Chinook Jargon up in the Dakelh (Carrier) and Tsilhqot’in (Chilcotin) country of BC, Canada:

“He’s certainly smart…he doesn’t do a thing”

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Mundane but gossipy, this unpublished letter in Chinook Writing from one priest to another is a nice little read to practice on: