The Helena independent. [volume] (Helena, Mont.) 1875-1943, 1891-10-28
AWAITING The RABIES.
Unuttsraple Anguish Of Mind Of q
Bride, Bitten by Her Pct
Dog.
Tho Horrors ofsHydrophobia Nx-
periencod In Imagination for
Four Days.
Awsul Cry Of Despair, ''The Rabiesi Tho
Rabies !"-ImpOssibls to Become Ac-
CustoIned to Rabies

MY DEAREST GENEvrEvE-You ask mo Il
tell you of my Wedding journey. You wht
have been married eighteen months; yss
eighteen months. and have never had tn,
charity to tell me-
N'importe! It's doubtless a comedy yor
await. Behold a tragedy. v y 70,
were there to recall my marriage; that
left that same evening On my weddinl
journey. Certainly, just from the conven'
~ l was, / in NO wise rosembled Paulette
whose history Gyp 10 drolly relates in hel
apirituelle romance, "Au Tour du Mar
riagc." Az far as ! am concerned--bu'
bsGinning-fve O'clock in the evening
after the collation. and tho carriage had
besn announced.
The guests were all gone; l was ready to
start. ! hear still the bump, bump Of thu
trunks on the staircase, and papa's shifting
tOnea-unwilling to weep o%utright-and
who bade me boa courage, mon enfantr'
- il / were going to the gibbet. Az fo1
mann ma, she was q fountain; /, too, il tears
though very happy, and my husband hur.
rying mo all he could to cut short difficult
ndieux.
Suddenly something pulled at tho hem Of
my gown. It was Bijou-forgottsn and
neglected since morning. Poor lit
10 boast! he, like the others, was
/ dding me farewell. stopped
md caught him up-hs's only the
Bize Of your fist. you know-and began to
,over him with kisses. Really, I dote upon
logs, and Bijou was simply crazy, paving,
scratching and gnawing at my things as he
always does when greatly overioyed.
All at olce in the exuberanoe Of his
Ipirits, he took my nose In his sharp little
Fangs and I felt a keen little pain. I ut
cred a cry and pushed him to the floor.
Ny nose was blseding-he bad bitten me
n his boisterous Ramboling.
Every one exclaimed, every n ran with
Fater, salts and bandages; NY husband
himself insisted on tending mo. In truth,
one with needles. In five minutea' time
he bleeding had stopped and We departed.
1t had been settled that We should travel
q Normandy six weeks or 80. That even
ng we reached Dieppe. Whom l say even
ng / mean about midnight. You know
(ow I love the sea. I declared to my hus-
and that ! could not go to sleep until l
(ad seen it. Fancying that he seemed
Eexed at this. I smilingly demanded:
'Ars you sleepy"
mo. dearest, no." said he. ~"only-we
hall not be alone together there" =
''Alone togetherr" / was greatly sur
Prised. We had bsen alone. thus in the car
yer since we left Paris. 1t is not we'll to
pc a wife too submissive.
E bienl monsicur," said i; 1--WE will 20
b the strand, then VOLTA tout!'
"Since you wish it, dearest, 10 be It,"
lenri responded amiably.
The night was superb-one Of those whit
poonlights that fill your soul with great
ut vague ideas. sensations rather than
houghts, that give you a desire to open
our arms, spread your wings and embrace
II space; in the air of dreamy poesy, sweet
nd psnetrating, a happiness other than
lat of Garth, a sort of infinite intoxication,
|hioh came from the stars, the heavens,
he silvery, ripping water.
In a word, moments SO good that life has
w Of them in which one sees all existence
ifsrently, which embellish and render il
p~licious, and which come as q revelation of
hat might be. ...N
But my husband still seemed impatient to
bturn.
"You are cold then?" I said to him.
NO."
'Then-then. Henri" said I, 1--WE will
Fay and see the sun rise on tho water"
For answer he sprung to his feet, pulled
y hand through his arm and nearly
ragged me to the hotel again.
Truly there are moments when Henri is
Dt amiable-a strange %abruptness in his
(anner that-but all this comes later on.
Somehow, dearest, / do not know Why,
1t, returned there to our apartments, l
gan to feel worried, awkward-ill at ease,
pu may say. l opened the travelling bag.
rned over the night things. slipped into a
fignoir and was gong to brush my hair,
Ter suddenly. before I knew 1t, or saw
m even, Henri's arm clasped my waist
d his face approached mine.
He had gone mac surely. A wild terror
veded me, and I asked myself il he were
ing to kill me. You know how it is when
rror thus saizes one. One reasons; one
inks no longer; one truly becomes crazy.
FiRhtful fanoies flashed through my brains;
the horrible ''divers facts Of the daily
arnals, all the mysterious crimes and
hispered stories of young girls married
d made away with by hardened. scoun-
els.
Was Henri, my husband, that kind of
fought. / struggled. I even tore ont a
ndful of his hair and part of his mus
phe, and delivered by this effort ran to
b door, drew the bolt, and half clad as /
-. fed screaming to the stairs.
III about mo doors brusquely opened,
IN in night dress, light in hand, Hocksd
pund me. Trembling and crying for sue.
I flung myself into the arms of
b, and no, in turn, upon my husband.
% rest is very obscure. They battled,
puted, wrestled and-laughed. Laughed, &
ay; all the house laughed, from garrett to 4
lar; then all Disappeared. and Henri {
ntly led me to my room again. where l {
ed, a perfect Niobe, till morning. :
t was a strange hotel. We left at day
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