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Science Adventure Stories, v. 1, issue 2, October 1938
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The Curse Of Immortality ************************************************************ He had joined together two great worlds of that mighty sun to provide the proper food for these metalic creatures and the wakening of their most dangerous enemy. Frankeish creatures they were, that existed partly in thi and partly in some other unholy dimension bayon our plane of existence. He left them, with the thanks of one billion metal intelligences echoing in his ears. All this be accomplished within the short space of five years. Little wonder that the united worlds of the universe bailed him as one of their greatest minds and that the inhabitants of his own world coined a new adage to fit his efforts! He had one failing, however. At least his compatriots believed it to be a failing. Incredibly serious in his scientific world where cold logic remained the accepted thing, he was human to the extreme outside the scope of his laboratory. Granting gift upon gift to all who asked, whether they be miserable slimy creatures with but an inkling of intelligence, such as splashed in their fetid, moldy pools on the planet Venus. Or the emotionless, intellectual giants of Mars who, in their conquest of the secrets of the universe had forgotten how to provide the essentials of life for themselves. They who professed to know the secrets of life and who could rejuvenate at will even mouldering corpses and amaze one by the healthy creatures created, has to ask Gerald Curry for food! Strange paradox of the universe! Then one morning he awoke to find that he was old! His joints ached, his senses refused to function properly and for the first time he felt the desire to turn back the hands of time and be young again. At first he lived on, ambling about with a cane and working a few hours a day. And then Jack
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The Curse Of Immortality ************************************************************ He had joined together two great worlds of that mighty sun to provide the proper food for these metalic creatures and the wakening of their most dangerous enemy. Frankeish creatures they were, that existed partly in thi and partly in some other unholy dimension bayon our plane of existence. He left them, with the thanks of one billion metal intelligences echoing in his ears. All this be accomplished within the short space of five years. Little wonder that the united worlds of the universe bailed him as one of their greatest minds and that the inhabitants of his own world coined a new adage to fit his efforts! He had one failing, however. At least his compatriots believed it to be a failing. Incredibly serious in his scientific world where cold logic remained the accepted thing, he was human to the extreme outside the scope of his laboratory. Granting gift upon gift to all who asked, whether they be miserable slimy creatures with but an inkling of intelligence, such as splashed in their fetid, moldy pools on the planet Venus. Or the emotionless, intellectual giants of Mars who, in their conquest of the secrets of the universe had forgotten how to provide the essentials of life for themselves. They who professed to know the secrets of life and who could rejuvenate at will even mouldering corpses and amaze one by the healthy creatures created, has to ask Gerald Curry for food! Strange paradox of the universe! Then one morning he awoke to find that he was old! His joints ached, his senses refused to function properly and for the first time he felt the desire to turn back the hands of time and be young again. At first he lived on, ambling about with a cane and working a few hours a day. And then Jack
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