The Abbreviated Adventures of Mogey & Smush Volume LXXXII

One winter's afternoon, Mogey and Smush were snowshoeing through the frozen wilderness. As they tramped to the top of Mount Crunch, Smush spotted some smoke off in the distance.

"Look there, Mogey," he said. "I'll bet that's old Fred Dukington, trying out some of the smoke signals we practiced!"

Mogey and Smush gazed off in the direction of the smoke, carefully watching each puff as it billowed and shot skyward.

"What do you think he said?" Mogey asked when the clouds of smoke began to thin out.

"I thought it was 'the bees will soon be here for the doorstop feast.'" Smush replied.

"That's funny," Mogey said. "Because I could've sworn he said 'beware the approach of thunder chestnuts.' That old Fred Dukington really is crazy, isn't he?" Smush agreed, and they turned back and headed for the path down the side of Mount Crunch.

When they finally reached home, Mogey and Smush realized the smoke signals hadn't been old Fred Dukington at all. Their outhouse had been reduced to a pile of smoldering wood, and their pet Goose, Burt Frankers, was standing nearby, holding a sack of fireworks and looking bashful.