Johnson School House - west of Princeton
ON THE WING.
McKinney Daily Courier Gazette, October 3, 1906
Through Johnson School House and Climax Communities.
The fields are white with the great southern staple and the ears of golden corn are bending low upon the withered stalk awaiting the harvest time when the barns of Collin county will be filled with the rich treasures, with bread enough for home consumption and plenty to spare. You never get out of sight of a home in this county. You pass them on the roadside, see them on the sunny hills, and in the shady dales, in every direction as far as the eye can reach. The morning was pleasant, the beautiful wild flowers perfumed the air, the little feathered morbius were caroling their sweet songs while perched upon a nearby fence could be heard the sharp whistle of Bob White, no doubt feeling quite happy and contented as he viewed the rich fields of golden grain which would satisfy his appetite long after the good old summer time had given place to the rich mellow days of Autumn. Borne upon the morning breeze from the distant hills could be heard the echo of the cotton picker's song, light hearted and free from the cares and worries of life.
The people in the Johnson School House community, we think, are getting along finely in life. Their homes are comfortable and their surroundings exceedingly pleasant. Fine pens of large fat hogs can be seen at almost every home with two and three head of nice Jersey cows, which keeps their dairies supplied with excellent milk and rich butter. In other words they live at home and have splendid board at the same place. The children are just as happy as the days are long, and the good housewife wears a sweet smile of peace and contentment. So after all the Collin county farmer has a great deal to be thankful for. (and should not forget to say his prayers at night) and thank the good Lord for his peaceful and happy surroundings.
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McKinney Daily Courier Gazette, October 3, 1906
Through Johnson School House and Climax Communities.
The fields are white with the great southern staple and the ears of golden corn are bending low upon the withered stalk awaiting the harvest time when the barns of Collin county will be filled with the rich treasures, with bread enough for home consumption and plenty to spare. You never get out of sight of a home in this county. You pass them on the roadside, see them on the sunny hills, and in the shady dales, in every direction as far as the eye can reach. The morning was pleasant, the beautiful wild flowers perfumed the air, the little feathered morbius were caroling their sweet songs while perched upon a nearby fence could be heard the sharp whistle of Bob White, no doubt feeling quite happy and contented as he viewed the rich fields of golden grain which would satisfy his appetite long after the good old summer time had given place to the rich mellow days of Autumn. Borne upon the morning breeze from the distant hills could be heard the echo of the cotton picker's song, light hearted and free from the cares and worries of life.
The people in the Johnson School House community, we think, are getting along finely in life. Their homes are comfortable and their surroundings exceedingly pleasant. Fine pens of large fat hogs can be seen at almost every home with two and three head of nice Jersey cows, which keeps their dairies supplied with excellent milk and rich butter. In other words they live at home and have splendid board at the same place. The children are just as happy as the days are long, and the good housewife wears a sweet smile of peace and contentment. So after all the Collin county farmer has a great deal to be thankful for. (and should not forget to say his prayers at night) and thank the good Lord for his peaceful and happy surroundings.
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