Derniers Contes

By Edgar Allan Poe

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des hommes remarquables de France
actuellement vivants", vous invitez vos lecteurs a vous adresser une
note chiffree, "dont la phrase-clef serait empruntee aux langues
francaise, italienne, espagnole, allemande, latine ou grecque", et vous
vous engagez a la resoudre. Vos remarques ayant appele mon attention sur
ce genre de cryptographie, j'ai compose pour mon propre amusement les
exercices suivants. Dans le premier la phrase-clef est en anglais--dans
le second, en latin. Comme je n'ai pas vu (par le numero de Mai) que
quelqu'un de vos correspondants ait repondu a votre offre, je prends la
liberte de vous envoyer ces chiffres, sur lesquels, si vous jugez qu'ils
en vaillent la peine, vous pourrez exercer votre sagacite.

Respectueusement a vous,


Nº 1.

Cauhiif aud ftd sdftirf ithot tacd wdde rdchtdr tiu fuaefshffheo
fdoudf hetiusafhie tuis ied herh-chriai fi aeiftdu wn sdaef it iuhfheo
hiidohwid fi aen deodsf ths tiu itis hf iaf iuhoheaiin rdff hedr; aer
ftd auf it ftif fdoudfin oissiehoafheo hefdiihodeod taf wdd eodeduaiin
fdusdr ouasfiouastn. Saen fsdohdf it fdoudf iuhfheo idud weiie fi ftd
aeohdeff; fisdfhsdf a fiacdf tdar iaf fiacdr aer ftd ouiie iubffde
isie ihft fisd herdihwid oiiiiuheo tiihr, atfdu ithot ftd tahu wdheo
sdushffdr fi ouii aoahe, hetiu-safhie oiiir wd fuaefshffdr ihft ihffid
raeodu ftaf rhfoicdun iiir defid iefhi ftd aswiiafiun dshffid fatdin
udaotdrhff rdffheafhie. Ounsfiouastn tiidcou siud suisduin dswuaodf
ftifd sirdf it iuhfheo ithot aud uderdudr idohwid iein wn sdaef it
fisd desia-cafium wdn ithot sawdf weiie ftd udai fhoehthoa-fhie it ftd
ohstduf dssiindr fi hff siffdffiu.

N deg. 2.

Ofoiioiiaso ortsii sov eodisdioe afduiostifoi ft iftvi sitrioistoiv
oiniafetsorit ifeov rsri afotiiiiv ri-diiot irio rivvio eovit
atrotfetsoria aioriti iitri tf oitovin tri aerifei ioreitit sov usttoi
oioittstifo dfti afdooitior trso ifeov tri dfit otftfeov softriedi ft
oistoiv oriofiforiti suiteii viireiiitifoi it tri iarfoi-siti iiti trir
uet otiiiotiv uitfti rid io tri eoviieeiiiv rfasiieostr ft rii dftrit

La solution du premier de ces chiffres nous a donne assez de peine. Le
second nous a cause une difficulte extreme, et ce n'est qu'en mettant en
jeu toutes nos facultes que nous avons pu en venir a bout. Le premier se
lit ainsi[65]:

"Various are the methods which have been devised for transmitting
secret information from one individual to another by means of writing,
illegible to any except him for whom it was originally destined; and
the art of thus secretly communicating intelligence has been generally
termed _cryptography_. Many species of secret writing were known to the
ancients. Sometimes a slave's head was shaved and the crown written
upon with some indelible colouring fluid; after which the hair being
permitted to grow again, information could be transmitted with little
danger that discovery would ensue

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