Back in cowboy times, a westbound wagon train was lost and low on food. No other humans had been seen for days, and then the pioneers saw an old Jew sitting beneath a tree.
“Is there some place ahead where we can get food?”.
“Vell, I tink so”, said the old man, “but I vouldn’t go up dat hill und down de udder side. Somevun told me you’d run into a big bacon tree”.
“A bacon tree”, asked the wagon train leader.
“Yah, a bacon tree. Vould I lie?. Trust me. I vouldn’t go there”.
The leader goes back and tells the people what the old jew said.
“So why did he not go there?”, a person asked.
Other pioneers said, “Oh, you know those jews, they lie just for a joke”.
So the wagon train goes up the hill and down the other side.Suddenly Indians attack
them from everywhere and massacre all except the leader who manages to escape and get back to the old jew.
Near dead, the man shouts “You fool!!!, you sent us to our deaths. We followed your route, but there was no bacon tree, just hundreds of Indians who killed everyone but me”.
The old man holds up his hand and says “Vait a minute”. He picks up a English-Yiddish dictionary and begins thumbing through it.
“Oy, I made ah big mishtake. It vuzn’t a bacon tree….it vuz a ham bush”.