Ravensdene Court , J.S. Fletcher
 A young detective attempts to solve a byzantine double homicide spanning half of Britain. Dusty and eccentric nobles , salty south sea smugglers, the ever present mysterious Oriental chap and a love interest in constant peril. The characters are lively if stereotypical.
 Fletcher is efficient with his story telling but it stretched one twist too many for my taste. All together it was a good novel , genuine B grade Murder mystery in the English tradition. More Fletcher is on my roster.                      

.http://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/26324

The Willows , Algernon Blackwood
 Blackwood begins this short with an incredible series of deep poetic observations about the natural world, more specifically the river Danube and its essence, and relationship to the land it travels through. The story is as beautiful as it is terrifying. He demonstrates his mastery of describing the escalation of collective fear and its effects on different personalities . The setting and the psychology  are so entwined it is sometimes difficult to differentiate between the two. Its so well written I could smell the place, he never described its scent. I highly recommend you read it.

http://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/11438
 
 an excerpt
  " We had made many similar journeys together, but the Danube, more than any other river I knew, impressed us from the very beginning with its aliveness. From its tiny bubbling entry into the world among the pinewood gardens of Donaueschingen, until this moment when it began to play the great river-game of losing itself among the deserted swamps, unobserved, unrestrained, it had seemed to us like following the grown of some living creature. Sleepy at first, but later developing violent desires as it became conscious of its deep soul, it rolled, like some huge fluid being, through all the countries we had passed, holding our little craft on its mighty shoulders, playing roughly with us sometimes, yet always friendly and well-meaning, till at length we had come inevitably to regard it as a Great Personage.
     How, indeed, could it be otherwise, since it told us so much of its secret life? At night we heard it singing to the moon as we lay in our tent, uttering that odd sibilant note peculiar to itself and said to be caused by the rapid tearing of the pebbles along its bed, so great is its hurrying speed. We knew, too, the voice of its gurgling whirlpools, suddenly bubbling up on a surface previously quite calm; the roar of its shallows and swift rapids; its constant steady thundering below all mere surface sounds; and that ceaseless tearing of its icy waters at the banks. How it stood up and shouted when the rains fell flat upon its face! And how its laughter roared out when the wind blew upstream and tried to stop its growing speed! We knew all its sounds and voices, its tumblings and foamings, its unnecessary splashing against the bridges; that self-conscious chatter when there were hills to look on; the affected dignity of its speech when it passed through the little towns, far too important to laugh; and all these faint, sweet whisperings when the sun caught it fairly in some slow curve and poured down upon it till the steam rose."

The Windego , Algernon Blackwood
A Scottish doctor and his nephew embark on a moose hunting canoe trip in northern Canada. Things go wrong as things will. This is an incredibly effective short story, and a good one to remember for the fire when elk season rolls around. If you are not fond of fiber it can be read in the course of a single bowel movement. Also a great introduction to Blackwood, who is in the opinion of many fancy ass people one of the greatest short writers ever. I agree.

http://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/10897

High adventure. Mostly true stories from London's teenage job of a fisheries patrolman in and around the Frisco bay. Knife wielding Chinese poachers, Greek pirate kings, storms, raids at sea. Little known and well worth the read it beats the hell out many of London's more popular titles in my opinion.
http://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/911

Sir Arthur Conan Doyle , The valley of fear.

The first half of this novel is pretty standard Sherlock stuff, the second half however, strays from Doyle's usual mechanisms . Irish America, reds, the American coal fields, pinkertons.  Solid pulp, a little boring at the outset but it builds up throughout.

 http://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/3289
   several free versions here

R.I.P. Harry Crews. You were the David Allen Coe of SoGo, and an all around crazy mother fucker.

The Great God Pan by Arthur Machen - Free eBook

Another cornerstone, truly disturbing. I will submit for your consideration the thoughts of one Howard Phillips Lovecraft of Providence RI from his essay Supernatural Horror in Literature.
  Of Mr. Machen’s horror-tales the most famous is perhaps “The Great God Pan” (1894), which tells of a singular and terrible experiment and its consequences. A young woman, through surgery of the brain-cells, is made to see the vast and monstrous deity of Nature, and becomes an idiot in consequence, dying less than a year later. Years afterward a strange, ominous, and foreign-looking child named Helen Vaughan is placed to board with a family in rural Wales, and haunts the woods in unaccountable fashion. A little boy is thrown out of his mind at sight of someone or something he spies with her, and a young girl comes to a terrible end in similar fashion. All this mystery is strangely interwoven with the Roman rural deities of the place, as sculptured in antique fragments. After another lapse of years, a woman of strangely exotic beauty appears in society, drives her husband to horror and death, causes an artist to paint unthinkable paintings of Witches’ Sabbaths, creates an epidemic of suicide among the men of her acquaintance, and is finally discovered to be a frequenter of the lowest dens of vice in London, where even the most callous degenerates are shocked at her enormities. Through the clever comparing of notes on the part of those who have had word of her at various stages of her career, this woman is discovered to be the girl Helen Vaughan; who is the child—by no mortal father—of the young woman on whom the brain experiment was made. She is a daughter of hideous Pan himself, and at the last is put to death amidst horrible transmutations of form involving changes of sex and a descent to the most primal manifestations of the life-principle.
      But the charm of the tale is in the telling. No one could begin to describe the cumulative suspense and ultimate horror with which every paragraph abounds without following fully the precise order in which Mr. Machen unfolds his gradual hints and revelations. Melodrama is undeniably present, and coincidence is stretched to a length which appears absurd upon analysis; but in the malign witchery of the tale as a whole these trifles are forgotten, and the sensitive reader reaches the end with only an appreciative shudder and a tendency to repeat the words of one of the characters: “It is too incredible, too monstrous; such things can never be in this quiet world. . . . Why, man, if such a case were possible, our earth would be a nightmare.”

The Great God Pan by Arthur Machen - Free eBook