Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1929-01-25
HEADLIGHT
BROUGHT
GOOD LUCK
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r AMES BRYANT lacked confidence.
He failed because he didn't have
nervel
" There's wonderful opening
here in Jimtown for modern grocery
store" Mrs. Bryant declared at the
dinner table as she and her husband
discussed the family fortunes; 1--WE
might easily establish one"
"But, Hattie" Bryant cautioned,
1--WE haven't the capital stock We've
only our little savings account o:
$500"
but that would give us n start"
the wife countered; "the wholesale
men will carry you for time If
you make an initial payment. Five
hundred dollars ought to lay the foun.
dalton for nice stock of fancy gro
ceries. The rent on the Stubs prop
erty isn't high. II we could operate
the first month then we could take our
profits and increase our stock for the
coming months"
"But, stop, my dear wife," Bryant
urged 1--WE can't take chance. What
II the business failed? Then our llfe's
savings would be swept away and we
would have to start all over again.
tell you, Hattie, my $35 a week at
Cohen's isn't so bad. Bookkeeping
gets on my nerves sometimes. But
fellow has to do lots of things that he
doesn't like"
Thus 1t was for the thousandth time
the family of James Bryant indef-
nitely postponed the day when the
head of the family would launch out
in business for himself. The wife at
length agreed her husband acted wise
ly In urging a conservative method Of
operation.
One day tall, 6ewhiskered gentle
man stepped from train in Jimtown.
The street urchins trailed at the heels
OF the aged man and people at shop
windows eyed with great curiosity this
odd-looking stranger, who, unheralded
and unannounced had entered the
streets of quaint Jimtown. The ven
cradle gentleman paused before a sign
that read "Cohen's General Store" and
moment later stopped to enter the
rather low door.
I'm looking fer boy named Bry-
ant" the old gentleman announced
"Or rather man perhaps by this time
james Bryant's his name. Pm his un.
Gle. I'm Tex O'Brannon from Del Rio
down on the Rio Grande, a gold miner
in Mexico and I'm here to see my
nephew"
An instant later and James Bryant
uncle. In another instant he was
studying the huge stone worn on the
uncle's hand The uncle discovered
that ring with the giant set had beer
seen, and he smiled with satisfaction
tits the real articleW O'Brannon
said; "why, in Del Rio they call me
Headlight O'BrannOn due to that
sparklerw
"But where did you get IT, Uncle
Tex? Here In Georgia we don't have
mines that produce such gems as that
guess you dug It out of the groundT'
Uncle Tex O'Brannon smiled at his
nephew's apparent ignorance of the
mineral products Of Texas.
mo. was given that diamond ring
as reward for kindness done an old
miner down in Chihuahua" explained
O'Bannon. "The miner was dying of
pneumonia and I nursed him in his
shack until death released him from
his misery. Now, the old miner gave
me this ring and I've worn 1t ever
since. They say it's worth a fortune.
But I've never worried to find out its
real value had special purpose
In view for this ring during the five
years have kept 1t, and now I'm go.
ing to dispose Of the ring as I have
planned and then rush on to miners
meeting before the congressional com.
mittee at Washington"
Bryant grew interested. His eyes
wIdened with excitement and he lis
tened with the enthusiasm Of a school
child expecting a holiday announce
ment.
"Yes, James, my dear nephew" Tex
O'Brannon announced, I'm going to
make you and Hattie present Of this
ring-a wedding gift I've meant to
give you something all these years
But we Westerners just get careless.
I'll run down and leave II with the
wife and then catch the next train
northward. I'm In somewhat Of a
rush 7"
Jim Bryant could hardly believe his
own eyes. He sat In dazed condi-
ton for several minutes. Then, with
a reckless daring that had never been
exhibited before by him In hi, life
Bryant picked up his felt hat and
boldly walked from the cashiers room
like IN imprisoned bird fitting
through the door of cage accidental
ly left open.
"I1l be back shortly" Bryant an
nOunced to his employer, "golne out
to get n bit Of fresh air; haven't had
much lately.
The store owner overlooked the
surprising remark and smiled He
was of q generous nature and really
was delighted to see good fortune
come the way Of his Woodworking
bookkeeper.
"Did he leave It2" questioned Bry.
ant In an excited tone as he entered
the humble Bryant cottage in an out
lying section. Hattie, did he leave
TT"
ayes, my dearT Mrs. Bryant, her
cheeks flushed with excitement, ex.
claimed. land he says it's worth for
tune !" "Dear old Uncle Tex, ! re-
member he once wrote US letter
from Mexico telling us he was going
to remember our wedding. We've been