"The Murders at the Rue Morgue" by Edgar Allan Poe. An Excerpt:
Not long after this we were looking over the evening edition of the "The Gazette des Tribunaux," When the following paragraphs arrested our attention:
Of Madame L'Espanaye, no traces were here seen; but an unusual quantity of soot being observed in the fireplace, a search was made in the chimney, and (horrible to relate) the corpse of the daughter, head downward, was dragged therefrom; it having been thus forced up the narrow aperture for a considerable distance.
The body was quite warm. Upon examining it, many excoriations were perceived, no doubt occasioned by the violence with which it had been thrust up and disengaged. Upon the face were many severe scratches, and, upon the throat, dark bruises, and deep indentations of finger nails, as if the deceased had been throttled to death.
After a thorough investigation of every portion of the house, without further discovery, the party made its way into a small paved yard in the rear of the building, where lay the corpse of the old lady, with her throat so entirely cut that, upon an attempt to raise her, the head fell off. The body, as well as the head, was fearfully mutilated—the former so much so as scarcely to retain any semblance of humanity.
To this horrible mystery there is not as yet, we believe, the slightest clue."
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The Nose by Nicolai Gogol. An Excerpt:
Collegiate Assessor Kovalyov woke up fairly early and muttered, "Brrr…" with his lips, which he always did when he woke up, though Kovalyov could not say himself why he did so. Kovalyov stretched and asked for a little looking glass standing on the table. He wanted to look at the pimple, which had appeared on his nose the previous evening, but to his great astonishment, instead of his nose, Kovalyov saw a completely empty flat place! Frightened, Kovalyov asked for some water and rubbed his eyes with a towel: there was no nose! He began feeling with his hand and pinched himself to see whether he was still asleep: no, he did not appear to be asleep. The Collegiate Assessor Kovalyov jumped out of bed and shook himself: he had no nose! Kovalyov immediately told his servant to help him dress and rushed off straight to the Commissioner of Police.
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