Back in the cowboy days, a westbound wagon train was lost and low
on food.
      No other people had been seen for days. Unexpectedly, they saw an
old Jewish
      man sitting beneath a tree. The leader rushed up to him and said,
      lost. Is there someplace ahead where we can get food?"

      "Vell," the old Jewish man said, "I vould definitely NOT go up dat
hill und
      down other side. Somevun told me you'll run into a big bacon

      "A bacon tree?" asked the wagon train leader.

      "Yah, yah ah bacon tree. Trust me. For nutting vud I lie."

      The leader goes back and tells his people that, if nothing else,
they might
      be able to find food on the other side of the next ridge.

      "So why did he say not to go there?" some pioneers asked.

      "Oh, you know the Jewish folks - they don't eat bacon."

      So the wagon train goes up the hill and down the other side.
      Indians attack and massacre every one except the leader. He
manages to
      escape back to where the old Jewish man is sitting and enjoying
his drink.

      The near-dead man starts shouting, "You fool! You sent us to our
      We followed your instructions, but there was no bacon tree. Just
      of Indians. They killed everyone but me."

      The Jewish man holds up his hand and says, "oy, vait a minute." He
gets out
      an English-Yiddish dictionary and begins thumbing through it.
"Gevalt, I
      made myself ah big mistake. It vuz not a
      bacon tree. It vuz a ham bush!"

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