The Denver Jewish news., 1921-06-22
JEWISH HUM0R HAS DISTINC.
TIVE FLAVOR.

Jewish htimor has naivete-a
drollery peculiarly its own. A GER
tain wistfnlness seems to lurk close
to the laughter in a Jewish story. But
withal-it is the mbst racial of hu-
NOR. Transplant its atInosphere-its
background, and you lose its essence.
The following little tales deserve a
place by themselves as examples of
Jewish Wit:
A worried, middle-aged woman WIS.,
tied her rabbi with the anxious query,
"Is 1t possible under Jewish law for
my husband TO get divorce ON the
grounds that / am meas?"
The rabbi stroked his patriarchia
beard and then called n member of
his household. He ordered him to
bring one of the books Of the Tai
mud. This procured, he turned leaf
after leaf. closed the book, and Or
dered another one be brought to him.
The same performance. Not word
did he utter to nppease the anxious
soul.
Bring me the Schulchan Aruch,"
the old man said finally This brought
after page, and finally. with sigh
of relief, the old man took from the
book the thing he had sought-his mis-
placed spectacles.
Carefully placing them upon his
nose. he scrutinized his visitor. Shak-
ing his head, he informed her, Your
husband is right. You are meas"
In railway conch in Russia sat a
disheveled. poorly-clad Jew. his dirty
boots contentedly resting on an OPP
posite seat. He was listlessly gazing
upon the passing landscape. The
t,iiin drew to n halt. Into the COM
partment came distinguished gen.
tle,nan, well groomed and imposing.
The Jew Immediately put his feet
down, drew himself together and as
sumed an uncomfortably dignified at
titude.
The stranger, noticing his discom-
future. and wishing to put him mt
ease. inquired of him. "Tell me-. my
friend, when is Yom Kippur?'
The Jew looked at him. and his
face radiant, lifted his boots once
more into their previous position. and
signing, exlaimed, "Ahzoi. one of us"
and again slOuched back.
A Jew was sitting in railroad sta
tion in Germany near the border of
Russia. Seated next to MIN were
row Of German army officers
A high dignitary made his appear
ance at the door, and passing them.
one after another, the officers arose,
clicked their heals, saluted and in
troduced themselves as rollows:
"von Buelow," "von Rantzou,"
.von Lehmann."
As he approached the hunlole Jew,
he too arose, clicked his boots, raised
his hand to his hat and amiably. in
tf0duced himself, Won Kovno."
1t was the day never to he forgotten
in France-nOr as a matter of fact.
by the world. 1t was the day of the
celebration OF the elimination of the
war The streets of Paris were alive
with thousands of laughing, weeping
souls Under the Arc de Tiiomphe,
the picked regiments Of the allies and
special divisions were to pass, re-
viewed by many dignitaries. The pro-
cession finally began. First came the
French, shouting in lusty tone "vive
Ia France" The English followed and
under instructions by way Of compli-
ment to France "vive rAngleterre."
The other countries likewise took up
the shout in the tongue of France. The
last in line was special Jewish reg
inent, tired by the long march and ut
the long drawn ceremOnials. Not wish
ing to be outdonc by other regiments
and, as they thought in entire keeping
with the order of the day the sons of
Israel cried "wie We In Saeger.'
Which, by way of explanation, is Yid-
dish for what time is it?"-Chicago
Israelite.