Delhi School Bell used since 1884 by Delhi School purchased at the auction at the Old Delhi School in 1919 by J.L. Edgecomb and later loaned to Delhi School until closing.
Now dedicated to the Delhi community and those who to attended school here.
This piece of history is located within the Delhi's cemetery. The granite plaque is very hard to read. I took many frames of photo's so I could read it.
In 1903, the one room Delhi Academy was established in 1921. The Academy was replaced by a consolidated school housed in a new three story red brick structure. During 1930’s over 500 students were enrolled. Schools consolidated were Delhi Academy, Old Delhi Acres, Greenhorn and Friendship. The red brick school was replaced in 1940 with a new limestone building built by the WPA. This is all that is left, but at least it is still there. It is being used for storage.
If your into history and ancestry, you'll like exploring this lovely historical cemetery. I enjoy exploring them to pay my respects and to appreciated them. They are a wealth of information if your searching for your families history. What is extract special about Delhi's is the lovely huge granite memorial to the town of Delhi and to the founding familes.
In 1888 Thomas and Millie Price were one of the first families to settle in this portion of old Greer Co, now Beckham Co. Price built a Cotton Gin ½ miles East of Delhi. In 1903, the one room Delhi Academy was established in 1921. The Academy was replaced by a consolidated school housed in a new three story red brick structure. During 1930’s over 500 students were enrolled. Schools consolidated were Delhi Academy, Old Delhi Acres, Greenhorn and Friendship. Organizations such a woodmen of America and Masons were started in 1900. At one time there were 3 general stores Ledgecomb’s, Barefield’s and Robinson’s, a garage, 2 cotton gins, post office, a café, a Baptist Church, Methodist Church, and a doctor. A fire in the early 1920’s burned most of the town. The town rebuilt itself west of the site and was called New Delhi for a while. Route 66 went through Delhi at one time. The red brick school was replaced in 1940 with a new limestone building built by the WPA. During World War II an airstrip was built for the military at Delhi.
The Delhi Post Office Jan 16 1893
The Delhi Cemetery 1898
The Delhi Gin 1900
The Delhi Academy 1903
The Delhi Consolidated School 1921
The East Delhi Fire Early 1920’s
The Delhi Alumni Association 1962
The Delhi High School Constructed with Sayre and Erick 1963
The Delhi School Closed 1968
Dedicated to my roots!
And on the 8th day God looked down on his planned paradise and said, "I need a caretaker!". So, God made a farmer!
God said I need somebody to get up before dawn and milk cows and work all day in the fields, milk cows again, eat supper and then go to town and stay past midnight at a meeting of the school board. So, God made a farmer!
I need somebody with strong arms. Strong enough to rustle a calf, yet gentle enough to deliver his own grandchild. Somebody to call hogs, tame cantankerous machinery, come home hungry and have to wait for lunch until his wife is done feeding and visiting with the ladies and telling them to be sure to come back real soon...and mean it. So, God made a farmer!
God said "I need somebody that can shape an ax handle, shoe a horse with a hunk of car tire make a harness out of hay wire, feed sacks and shoe scraps. And...who, at planting time and harvest season, will finish his forty hour week by Tuesday noon. Then, pain'n from "tractor back", put in another seventy two hours. So, God made a farmer!
God had to have somebody willing to ride the ruts at double speed to get the hay in ahead of the rain clouds and yet stop on mid-field and race to help when he sees the first smoke from a neighbor's place. So, God made a farmer!
God said, "I need somebody strong enough to clear trees, heave bails and yet gentle enough to tame lambs and wean pigs and tend the pink combed pullets...and who will stop his mower for an hour to mend the broken leg of a meadow lark. So, God made a farmer!
It had to be somebody who'd plow deep and straight...and not cut corners. Somebody to seed and weed, feed and breed...and rake and disc and plow and plant and tie the fleece and strain the milk. Somebody to replenish the self feeder and then finish a hard days work with a five mile drive to church. Somebody who'd bale a family together with the soft strong bonds of sharing, who'd laugh and then sigh...and then respond with smiling eyes, when his son says he wants to spend his life "doing what dad does". So, God made a farmer!