One day Dumple the Wise came to town. He sat on a spindly rocking chair under a chestnut tree at the top of Egginin Hill, and folks from far an wide came to get his advice. Dumple the Wise sat completely still, but anytime a stiff breeze came along, he would rock his chair to avoid the falling chestnuts.
Mogey and Smush waited in line for seven and a half long hours with only a set of fiddlesticks and half a pack of chewing gum to pass the time. Finally they stood before Dumple the Wise having earned the privilege of asking him one question.
"What is it you would like to know?" asked Dumple the Wise serenely as he dodged falling chestnuts.
"What sort of corn is best?" Mogey cried, before Smush could stop him.
"Popped," Dumple the Wise said after a moment's thought. "Next!"
"I can't believe you blew it, Mogey!" Smush hissed in fury as they walked away from the wise man. "We went over our question a thousand times! You were supposed to ask what sort of corn is TASTIEST!"
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