Horror stories about how people were sleeping with the dead. Part 2
Probably no one in their right mind would not sleep with a dead man in a pastel, right? In fact, this statement is contradictory. In some cases, advocates blame alcohol, in other necrophilia.
, just in case. In the last part of the article we told you about a few very interesting when people fall asleep with a corpse in an embrace. In the second part, we will continue this theme.
"In vain she reached into my pockets ..."
This terrible story which clearly illustrates what can sometimes develop into a combination of quick temper and drunkenness, was played in Perth in 1947. When the police dragged to the police station a man named John Johnston, and began to question him, he burst into tears and began to assert that it was not a murder, an accident. With tears in the eyes of the drunkard confessed that the day before crawling home after a fun nighttime and lay down to sleep when he felt that his wife climbed into his pockets, apparently looking for money or something like that. This "audacity of the wife" so angry drunk as a lord John, he gave her a slap in the face, but so strong that she flew off to the side, hit her head on the floor and lost consciousness.
drunk swore to police that a woman after impact was still alive, so he picked it up, put him to bed, I lay down next to her and immediately hung up. Only now, when he woke up the next day, he found that the close is not his wife, and her corpse. Panicking, he tried to get rid of the body, however, the police quickly arrested the hapless assassin. John Johnston was sentenced to ten years in prison.
A German named Carl Tanzler, bacteriologist and a radiologist by training, he worked in a tuberculosis dispensary, when he met the woman of his dreams. The woman was a patient named Mary, who was never able to conquer tuberculosis and died right on Tantslera hands. But Carl was not able to come to terms with such a loss. Knowing that no woman can never replace Maria him, he persuaded her family to give him a body that he was going to be buried in his own hand-built mausoleum. He really did it, and more than two years, Carl regularly went to the grave of his beloved, until he finally realized that this it is not enough.
In the mystery of the relatives of the deceased girl Tantsler kidnapped Mary's body and began to experiment with it, trying to bring back the dead woman back to life. He smeared corpse beeswax and regularly handles it with chemicals to slow decomposition. And since after the death of Maria lost her beautiful hair, Tantsler bought for his favorite set of new wigs. More than seven years, Carl was sleeping in the same bed with the body of Mary, which he was washing, dressing and combing until until police finally got word that a local eccentric keeps in his house dead.
Law enforcement raided the house of Tantsleru and indeed found in his bed, a wax doll, who once was Mary. The girl's body was returned home for re-burial, and charges Tantsleru never been put forward because of the statute of limitations expired his crimes.
"Till death do us part"
In February 1913, the police found in the bedroom of a house in Wimborne, England, skeleton, wrapped in cloth, which lay straight in bed. The story, which was behind this macabre discovery, was simultaneously strange, terrible and amazingly touching. The house in which the skeleton found, belonged to two elderly women who lived there with the last thirty years and, according to neighbors and friends, were "selfless dedication to each other."
When one of the old women, died and the second was so struck by her death, and grief-stricken, that two nights sleeping in an embrace with rotting body in the hope that it will bring her lover back to life. However, as you know, the dead do not evoke similar manipulations. Desperate to revive a dead body, she simply held the corpse of his lover in his bedroom in the hope that after her death the two bodies found and buried together.
in prison "Eastern State Penitentiary" never differed calm disposition. However, in 1903, within the walls of this prison was played really terrible story. Someone Cornelius Bush was serving his sentence for assault and battery, and his cellmate James Pratt was sitting at a robbery, and to what point the two had finally tired of each other. Exhausted from the tedium, two prisoners have not invented anything better than to get involved in a heated argument over religion. In the end, Pratt had enough of it, he sent his cellmate's famous three letters and lay down to sleep, but Bush was determined to see it through.
His last argument was a stool, which he kicked the sleeping Pratt skull. Then, for unknown reasons, Bush decided to saw off the dead head James sharpening. Apparently, this whole process was quite tedious, because, after finishing, Bush lay down on his bed and slept peacefully beside the body of a dead cellmate. Guards learned about the incident only on the following morning, when they opened the cell door and found the sleeping bush near the mutilated body Pratt, whose head was wrapped in an old shirt, stood solemnly on the bedside table.