Tired of joy pills? Liquor? The
idiot box? Try a fleck from ...
THE HAPPINESS ROCK
By ALBERT TEICHNER
Illustrated by ADRAGNA
[Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from
Amazing Stories January 1964.
Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that
the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed.]
It was a particularly good asteroid, a great jagged rock roughly four miles square on one side and two miles at its thickest. Within five minutes of sighting it they knew that its flatter side turned away from the sun more than seven times an Earth day. That meant they should be able to land for mineral specimens and still be off in time to avoid the heating phase for which they were not equipped.
"I'll go out," said Warrant Officer Cramer, a tan-skinned young man who was peering ahead even more earnestly than usual.
"I'm Captain of this tin crate so it's up to me," said Hartley. "Right?"
"Right in a wrong sort of way, sir. Just two men on board and you're pulling rank!"