Abandoned Apalachee

Just off one of my favorite roads, Hwy 441, you’ll find the old Apalachee School House. The now ghost town was named for the Apalachee River, that flows nearby. The town used to have a depot and a Post Office. The Post Office was closed in the 1950s. Apalachee is now a rural area north of Madison, Georgia.


The name Apalachee is derived from the Indian Tribe that was part of the Creek Confederation, though there is no evidence that this tribe had ever settled in this area. The Georgia Legislature incorporated the town of Apalachee in 1907. However, this community has roots that are much older. The area around Apalachee was settled prior to 1820 and is considered to be one of the oldest communities in Morgan County.

In 1888 a railroad was built that ran through the community. In 1907, John Bostwick built a second railroad, which brought cotton and other supplies from Bostwick to Apalachee. The town was incorporated in 1907.

The railroad brought commercial development, including three general merchandise stores, a cotton gin, a cotton oil refinery, and a seed house by 1920. In the early 20th century, Apalachee boasted of several documented cultural societies, including a Glee Club, a Players´ Club (for music), a Literary Club, and the Apalachee Improvement Club, all of which supported the betterment of the town.


In the early 1900s, a large school building was built to educate the community’s children. The Apalachee Baptist Church was founded in 1857. Both churches still exist and the school building still stands.

At one point in time Apalachee was a thriving community. Years of hardship due to the boll weevil and the depression caused the bustling community to decline, and it eventually lost its incorporation. Although, no longer incorporated the Apalachee community still has a number of families that have kept and made Apalachee their home, as well as a wide base of agricultural industries such as poultry farming, dairy farming, hay harvesting, and several others.

Today, many of the buildings are former shadows of what they once were, as business buildings are boarded up. It is just a rural area now.


Unfortunately, I didn’t get to step inside the wreath laden doors of the school house, but I plan to give the historian a call to learn more history about the place, since Google isn’t turning up too much information about it.

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