The Montgomery advertiser., 1904-03-14
'.NO. 7--UNKNOWN. !"
nY HoMER. MoNTToRT.

 (Copyright, 1894, by Daily Story Pub. Co.l A west-bound freight running at good sreed coIlIded with several empty cars near the town of Harpville, and from the wreckage an old man of the tramp type was taken, in a battered and unconscious condition. At the little hospital none noticed the palor that o'erspread the face of SMother Fields. the gray-haired nurse, as she bent over the injured man, bathing his blood-stained face.
 After a careful examination the doctor arose ''Yes, he will recover, think, ' he said, in answer to the eager, ques- tioning look on Mother Fields face, he will have a hard fight. for his age is against him, and. too. he is badly dissi- pated, He doesn't look as though he had always been a tramp" he said, point ing 60 his high, intelligent forehead. .IIe may have . history"
 As the doctor left the room, he ad- mitted to himself that the nurse seemed very much interested in "No. 2, Un- known" as the new patient was en- tered, but she was always interested in such cases of unfortunate wanderers, the good soul It would be harddto do with out her at the hospital-always ready; her sweet, sad face and gentle voice
 made ali who came in contact with her | feel better for the doing. She had come
 among them eight years ago, from
 whence none knew, and, as she was si- | lent on the subject, just giving her name as Fields, none questioned, but all loved Der from the date of her arrival. and she became known as Mother Fields.
 For days the patient lay in an uncon-
 scious condition, his life hanging in the
 balance, raving in delirium. talking. in- coherently calling: "Martha Martha! | It is false! I am innocent! Do not leave me!'' while Mother Fields. who sat ever alone by the bedside, wept her heart out.
 Then one day, after long deep sleep. No. q Unknown awoke to conscious ness. His eyes met those of Mother Fields, who was bending over him. NO! no! 1t isn't Martha!-it's my head again. Yes. my head. She has forgot ten years ago." he said
 "Oh, Will! Will" sobted Msrtha Fields; do not talk so, It is your Mar Can you ever forgive me? God alone knows how I have suffered. When I learned the truth, I searched day end night. but could find no trace of you"
 "An angel needs no forgiveness" said the patient, as he folded her in his arms
 The doctor. thrusting his head in tine door. saw. and retired.
 No. T. Unknown" grew rapidly better. and was soon able to stroll about the town. always accompanied by Mothsr Fields.
 One evening, as she sat reading to the convalescent, the doctor entered You will soon be on your feet again. he said; ''and. I suppose. be leaving us"
 Yes, doctor said the patient q will soon be a we'll man. Thanks t1 you and her'-bestowing a loving glance up- on Mother Fields But about leaving, I cannot say-I am pretty we'll fettered '
 So you are fetteredT' said the doctor, in voice of half comprehension
 Yes; hopelessly and willingly fettared by the sweetest girl on earth, and as you have been kind to both that girl and me. am going to tell you story.
 Once there was a young man of high ambition. He was the editor Of a paper in a thriving town. and had many friends. He met wooed and married a beautiful girl. Love reigned supreme for many years. then clouds appeared on the horizon. The editors name became involved with that of another woman, through the intriguing of the unscFup1- lous editor of rival paper. The whole network of lies was drawn so tight that there was little room for doubt Friends torsook him. His wife, unable. to en- her parents, broken-hearted. while he sought to drown his sorrows in the cup of joy. through which he sank 9seper and deeper Into the mire. and, at las., became a homeless, friendless wanderer. There was a wreck The wanderer was taken from the debris-you know the rest, doctor, : William Fields, am that man, and here" putting his arm about Mother Fields 'is that girl-my wife! God has reunited us. and together we are going to start over in fife"