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methuselah
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In cellular automata , a methuselah is a small "seed" pattern of initial live cells that take a large number of generations in order to stabilize. More specifically, Martin Gardner defines them as patterns of fewer than ten live cells which take longer ...
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There was a small crowd around him, just as before-people who would linger for a few minutes at the marvel of the age before realising that, really, all it was was a large old fish, and that, size apart, there was really nothing about Methuselah which was intrinsically more interesting than the younger, leaner, nimbler koi which thrived in the ponds.
The man to be examined turned out to be this old Methuselah Brown, as he calls himself.
In fact, he seemed to be composed mostly of bones and muscle-knots and covered with a hard-leather hide, much like that of unfortunate old Methuselah Brown.
Arctic Davis mentioned by Doctor Frederick Rayburn, the specialist who sent Methuselah Brown to see us?
The body of old Methuselah Brown was still in the museum, and he would have to explain its presence to the police.
Their names, as they gave them, were Methuselah Brown and Arctic Davis, and they represented themselves as being two hundred and ninety years of age, and a hundred and seventy-six years of age, respectively.
They are Methuselah Brown and Arctic Davis, one claiming to be two hundred ninety years old and the other one hundred seventy-six.
They have been worried about you getting involved in the thing, and they killed old Methuselah Brown to keep you out of it.
They had a little of that ageless something which Methuselah Brown and Arctic Davis had about them.
Alexandria the Great of Methuselah who was to lead the Takuri from bondage and fear to a world free of those restraints.
Worse than that, in fact, since the one thing I noticed was that no one turned away from Methuselah looking quite as happy as when they had arrived.
Maybe they were too scared that in Methuselah they glimpsed the inert grey hulk of their own futures.
And there was the Methuselah, a great-granddaddy among champagne bottles.
Winkie, pushing a glass of the champagne from the methuselah into his hand.
Doc Pol poked, prodded, tapped the tiny chest, shone lights into eyes and ears, managed to insert a thermometer abaft the twitching tail, and peered down the pink throat while Methuselah tried earnestly to bite him.