The Montgomery advertiser., 1905-10-15
THE IDENTITY OF A. w.
BY R. 0. PITzER.
Copyright, 1905. By Daily Story Pub

Copyright, 1905. By Daily Story Pub. Co.
 There was something of a frown on Robert Larkin's face as he stared out of the window at the flying land scape After he reflected complacent- ly that Mae and he still had most of the money and all of the tewelry bad gered from the bearded Westerner George Brosnan.
 His reverie was interrupted by the | entrance of another passenger into | the smoking apartment, and he stud | fed him from under half-shut lashes. | The newcomer was white and weak | ly, with black hair and a baby mus | tache.
 Excuse me-" Larkin said, as the man fumbled in his vest: matches gone, eh? Let me supply you"
 The stranger gravely bowed. and as he took a match. Larkin's jewel mad eyes were blinded by the scintii- | lations of a large diamond. The soil taire flashed into the sharpers soul, | SO that he at once grew affaDie. For | a time he had to carry on both sides of the conversation, but the stranger | gradually thawed.
 | Not acquainted in New Jersey. then, | eh?" Larkin asked in reply to some remark the other had made. "As for me, know 1t well. though I'm a Man haitian man. Thompsons my name l Wolfe Thompson.
 AS you say" the stranger re- turned T am unacquainted with this State so far as can tell. I may have been here before. but don't know. " He laughed uneasily. while Larkin stared with unfeigned astonishment l "The fact Is" he continued. Just now I'm a little upset. I met with an ac- cIdent out in Kansas City--a brick fell on my head-and I was in hospital there for several montns. Brain fever you know. I'm just getting straight ened up"
 "Ah. I see." said Larkin. sympathet ically. Don't quite remember every thing yet, eh2 Going home? Perhaps you live in New York, Mr. --er----
 T call myself Adam West" th' home, MT. Thompson. At least. l. well. don't know whether l am o not. Perhaps, as you're New York CT, you may be able to help me. fo the fact of the matter is l don know where live, 1 don't know wha my name is, 1 don't know anything of myself prior to the hospital" Lar
 kin puckered his lips, and his littl eyes yelled themselves behind the loni lashes.
 Its a remarkable thing" West wen on, staring out of the window. "Pn as clear and sane as you can be bu I've wholly lost my identity. It tool me weeks to get accustomed to tn
 matter. but now I can study the situa
 ton calmly, and I have determined t
 find my old self, if such a thing i possible. I had no papers. note books cards-nothing on my person that coul
 fully identify me. My linen, pocket
 book, hat mark, the monogram on m
 watch, all said that I was "A. w. an I have temporarily made Adam Yves out of that. The strangest part of tn
 affair was that had several thous and dollars in my pocket book. l mus have been there to pay 1t to some one either that, or else I had just finishe
 some deal"
 You would have had papers O
 some sort" Larkin objected.
 T might have mailed them home"
 Larkin smiled. T believe that your
 a Westerner," he said; you have Western sharpness in your speech, Nil ' West-the names prophetic." But the strangest thing" West ca gerly said; there was one clue-amon
 the banknotes was a page torn from memorandum book, and on it, in m handwriting, was, Be sure to get Phe | mic Navajo blanket. Now. in itsel