"Mamma, if a bear should swallow me, I should die, shouldn't I?"
"Yes, dear."
"And should I go to heaven?"
"Yes, dear. Why do you ask that question?"
"And would the bear have to go too?"
A new regulation in a certain coal-mine required that each man mark with chalk the number on every car of coal mined.
One man named Ole, having filled the eleventh car, marked it with a number one and, after pondering a while, let it go at that.
Another miner, happening to notice what he thought was a mistake, called Ole's attention to the fact that he had marked the car number one instead of eleven.
"Yes, I know," said Ole; "but I can't tank which side de odder wan go on."