a Pecan Shell
It was settled by A. J. Moyers in 1853 and known as Morgan
until a post office began operation in 1892. At this time the town's
population was estimated at 150 and the name was changed to India.
The post office closed in 1904.
One of the first cotton gins in Ellis
County was located in India.
The population was eighty-four during most of the first half of the
twentieth century and dwindled to only twelve by the 1990 census.
picture by Jack Neal Moyers (son of AJ Moyers) of the Alfred Jefferson
Moyers, Jr home as it looked in the 1930s.
- Charla Priddy Marsh
Moyers, Jr Home
by Charla Priddy
My grandfather, Alfred Jackson "AJ" Moyers (8/26/1894 - 8/7/1993)
was the grandson of Alfred Jefferson Moyers, Jr. Following was taken
from: Mother Moyers' Family by Maxine Moyers Phillips - AJ was born
at the Cross Roads near Ferris, Texas. Soon after his birth he and
his parents moved to the big pasture in front of his Moyers grandparents'
colonial style home which was about twenty miles south of Dallas,
near India. The area before 1900 had much heavier growth and a variety
of wild animals still roamed the area. AJ remembers hitching Moonlight
to the buggy and driving down to the "bottoms" with his grandfather
Alfred Jefferson Moyers, Jr to shoot squirrels and other animals
with a powder loader. You might say that A J was the retriever while
Grandfather Moyers pulled the trigger and loaded the muzzle-loader.
Granddad died in 1903 so this is one of AJ's early adventures. Both
sets of his grandparents, the Bradleys and the Moyers lived within
a half mile of each other at this time. Early on AJ learned a system
that kept him a well-fed first child. He would eat at the Moyers
and move on the half mile to the Bradley farm and pull the hungry
act again. There he would be lovingly fed again.
taken by Betty Lorene Priddy Odom (granddaughter of AJ Moyers) is
of the Alfred Jefferson Moyers, Jr home as it looked in the 1970s.
This home was finally torn down sometime in the 1980s or 1990s.
| Thank you for
what you do to preserve the places that time forgot. Both of my parents
were raised in the India & Ferris area and I spent a lot of time there
as a child.
- Charla Priddy Marsh, September 9, 2019.
I lived at
India from 1931 thru 1937 on the Alfred Jefferson Moyers home place.
Annis Wiles Collins Witherspoon Moyers, Wife of Alfred Jefferson
Moyers Jr. was my g-grandmother who died in 1931. Her husband died
in October of 1903. They had 14 children-4 boys & 10 girls. When
she died there was a need for someone to move into the homeplace
and take over the farming. My grandparents, Billy & Ola Moyers Wilcher
moved in with their four boys and three 3 girls. My mother and oldest
Uncle- Moyers Wilcher worked in Dallas. James (the youngest) and
I went half a year to the India school run by a man and his wife.
I don't recall their names. I moved with my mother to Ft.
Worth after the 8th grade.
Mr. Eagle ran the General Store at India. There was a cotton gin
and a water tower where people filled their water wagons for family
use. Papa and the boys raised cotton, big gardens, feed for the
animals, and sheep for the wool. Cows were strictly for milk and
butter, and we had horses, pigs and chickens. There was a family
at India that had a peach orchard and another that had a big berry
patch and in season you could go and buy their produce, picked or
pick it yourself. I used to go with Papa. Papa knew a farmer at
Cedar Hill and at Christmas he'd let Papa cut down a tree. Down
in back of the big pasture there were Mustang grapevines growing
on tall trees-they must have been there for years because the vines
were as big around as a man's arm. They had formed swings & seats.
It was really fun to play down there. Mama would make grape juice
and jelly, can peaches and make preserves, put up berries for pies
& jam. Of course vegetables were canned and we had a potato hill
for both sweet & Irish potatoes. We always looked forward to the
1st. norther and the 1st. hog killin' of the season. The smoke house
was replenished-Papa made really good sausage-Mama made sacks for
it out of unbleached muslin just the size to fit on the stuffer.
There was also a cream separator that separate milk and cream so
Mama could churn and make butter.
I wouldn't take anything for having grown up in that period and
being that close with my grandparents and knowing all my grand-aunts
and uncles. There's nothing like family! - Peggy H. Nelson, June
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