Greener Than — You Think
For
BECKY
1927-1937
“... I knew there was but one way; for his nose was as sharp as a pen, and ‘a babbled of green fields. ‘How now, Sir John!’ quoth I; ’what, man! be o’ good cheer.’ So ’a cried out, ‘God, God, God!’ three or four times. Now I, to comfort him, bid him ’a should not think of God; I hop’d there was no need to trouble himself with any such thoughts yet....”
Henry V
| One: | Albert Weener Begins | 1 |
| Two: | Consequences of a Discovery | 47 |
| Three: | Man Triumphant I | 99 |
| Four: | Man Triumphant II | 159 |
| Five: | The South Pacific Sailing Discovery | 255 |
| Six: | Mr Weener Sees It Through | 327 |
Neither the vegetation nor people in this book are entirely fictitious. But, reader, no person pictured here is you. With one exception. You, Sir, Miss, or Madam—whatever your country or station—are Albert Weener. As I am Albert Weener.