Dickens starts his space-age story with a shot of Albert Herbert Hawkins' mother, in lace cap and apron, scrubbing clothes at a washboard--this in a large, well-furnished house. But that's just a hint of the greater foolishness of the spaceman, scientist, engineers, and soldiers, all of whom stampede in fright from the rocket-launching site when AHH lets a mouse loose in their midst. The kid then presses the button that sends the rocket up unmanned, and stands back to enjoy the show with a ""Tee hee hee. Such fun we seldom see."" Let's hope so.