The Helena independent. [volume] (Helena, Mont.) 1875-1943, 1890-08-30

anger that the enjoyment Of this intoxioa-
ton had been disturbed. That look seemed
70 say. oh. allow me to enjoy these
moments Of bliss-do not disturb, me-
but these expressions were Of short du-
ration. Horror immediately yielded its
place to a look Of interrogation. He
looked at her questioningly. Can No lilo
or not. II not, We must use some other
means. But what can We do1 Such were
their unexpressed thoughts She dared not
answer him: She seemed angry and dis
Only one moment / remained standing ON
the threshold carrying the dagger behind
me: That very moment he smiled at her,
and with tone of indifference he re-
marked:
1--WE have played little.'
rupting him and initiating his tone. But
neither he nor she ever finished those re-
marks. That very fury which once be-
fore experienced, which was longing for,
grasped me. Again felt the need Of giving
powerful Interpretation to this wrath, this
not finish their remarks. Because like an
unshackled demon I rushed npon her. still
concealing the dagger behind my back, 30
az to brook his interference. Like bird
OF prey scared down upon her. keeping
him we'll in sight to strike that fatal blow.
He suddenly, noticing my intentions,
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pitifully: BE sensible! for Gods sake!
Help! free my arm, rush upon him,
without saying one word. must have
looked demoniacal for he blanches TO tho
very roots of his eyes, his lips quiverinR and
to my great astonishment slides underneath
the piano and through the door into the
hall. wanted to follow him but for the
weight on my arm. It was she. try to
throw her off, but she clings tighter to me;
I cannot get loose. This unexpected OBJ
struction, her weight, her fear and repul-
sive entreaty irritate me to still higher
pitch. l feel that I am beginning to rave,
to appear mad, and I gloat over it. let
my left hand swing with full force. She
parties. Unluckily my elbow strikes her
square in the face. She yells and let's 60 of
me. still want to pursue him, but feel
will make laughing stock of myself to
do not want to appear ridiculous; want to
appear terrific. Notwithstanding my ter
rible rage, kept my presence Of mind and
the thought how others would view my ac-
ton played q prominent role in shaping my
course.
II look for her. She had sunk down on
the sofa, covering her discolored eyes with
anything but hatred and fear in her coun-
tenance. Not a ray of remorse. No. She
hated me as her enemy-she loved him as
her friend. And here might have stopped.
If she had remained silent. But suddenly
she rises, grasps the hand in which hold
are you going to do? What is the matter?
No wrong. nothing has happened here dur
ing your absence. / vow itp
II yet hesitated. but the last words, from
which drew the contrary conclusion, that
is, that some wrong had been committed,
demanded some reply. And the reply
should be commensurate to the stage of my
torture, which was rising in cresendo. This
fury must linda victim for satisfaction-it
only then can subside. It only then can
lapse. For rage also has its law.
"'Do not lie, woman cry in pain, and
seize her arms with my left hand. But
again she disengages me. Then I clutch
her throat with my left, the right hand
still holding the dagger behind me, and
violently drag'her down. Tam choking her.
She bnries her nails into 4Isat hand and
wrestles to secure her release. make one
feint and then bury the dagger into her left
side. When people contend that man in
a rage or fury loses consciousness, I pro-
claim 1t falsehood. a lie. retained full
presence of mind. was conscious Of every
act. of every word. In fact the stronger the
rage grew the clearer was my perception of
the work had to perform. Every second
knew what did. / do not claim that
knew beforehand what intended doing,
but the very second that committed the
act, was aware of it. I remembered the
thought that led me on, and it was bridled
with the possibility to still allow her a
might have stopped when the point
of the poignard touched her stay.
knew that I was stabbing her
under the rib and that the
dagger must pierce. But the very moment
that was forcing the dagger into her body,