The Emporia Gazette, 18 Oct 1962, Thursday
MRS. JACOB LUGINSLAND
AMERICUS--Mrs. Jacob Luginsland, for many years a resident of Americus, died Wednesday evening in the home of her daughter, Mrs. Lucas Buss, Holton, where she had lived for the past 10 years.
Funeral services will be at 2 p.m. Saturday in the Free Methodist Church, with burial in the Americus Cemetery. The Penwell-Gabel Funeral Home in Topeka is in charge of the arrangements.
Mrs. Luginsland was born Jan. 12th, 1872, in Randolph, and she was married Jan. 19th, 1891. She was a member of the Free Methodist Church in Americus. Preceded in death by her husband, who died in 1922, she is survived by four sons, Albert, Kansas City; Deward, Bushong, and George and Paul, Americus; three daughters, Katherine Woehler, Clay Center; Esther McMackin, Boston, Mass., and Mrs. Buss; 18 grandchildren and 23 great-grandchildren.
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The Gazette Gardener - Gilson Clipping Collection Emporia, KS.
Mrs. Amelia Luginsland lives in Americus in a tiny house, but it is quite adequate for her needs as she lives alone. And about this tiny house is a flower garden of so much variety that a visitor who is not an undisputed authority needs a garden manuel in his hand. The night after our visit I wore my encyclodedia almost thin hunting names for some of the plants I had never seen and I am not sure of all of them even yet.
There are no weeds nor grass among Mrs. Luginsland's flowers simply because there is no room for them. The flowers grow beside, under and above each other and when there is no room to trail the trailing ones climb. Coleus in the darkest brown-green shades and combinations grow like some thing from the tropics, and scattered here and there are weird and interesting cactus plants and sedums.
Old fashioned touch-me-not (garden balsum) are blooming in profussion, and in more colors and shades than I ever saw in one bed. Zinnias, the length of the garden are blooming, and a row of glads is ready to burst forth . Clumps of phlox have not started to bloom, but look as thrifty as iron weed in the pasture.
There is a bright clump of Morarda didyma, with a profusion of red flowers, and a clump of Lobelia cardinalis, with flowers of another shade of red. As if to tone down these reds, Shasta daisies displayed their pure white blossons. Along a walk in the back yard, an oleander with white, sweet-smelling blossoms was growing in a bucket, as luxuriantly as they do on the patio of southern hotels. This specimen winters in the cave.
Nine years past the often-mentioned "three score years and ten," this flower-loving woman works about her home, and the things she grows respond in such an amazing way that she finds her busy days happy and interesting. Her smiling face beneath snow white hair and smooth brow indicates that more of her flower lore is in her heart and her hand than on the tip of her tongue. As I walked to the car with several precious gifts wrapped in a news paper, I silently begged that they grow for me even half as well as they would for her.--The Gazette Gardener.
MRS. JACOB LUGINSLAND
AMERICUS--Mrs. Jacob Luginsland, for many years a resident of Americus, died Wednesday evening in the home of her daughter, Mrs. Lucas Buss, Holton, where she had lived for the past 10 years.
Funeral services will be at 2 p.m. Saturday in the Free Methodist Church, with burial in the Americus Cemetery. The Penwell-Gabel Funeral Home in Topeka is in charge of the arrangements.
Mrs. Luginsland was born Jan. 12th, 1872, in Randolph, and she was married Jan. 19th, 1891. She was a member of the Free Methodist Church in Americus. Preceded in death by her husband, who died in 1922, she is survived by four sons, Albert, Kansas City; Deward, Bushong, and George and Paul, Americus; three daughters, Katherine Woehler, Clay Center; Esther McMackin, Boston, Mass., and Mrs. Buss; 18 grandchildren and 23 great-grandchildren.
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The Gazette Gardener - Gilson Clipping Collection Emporia, KS.
Mrs. Amelia Luginsland lives in Americus in a tiny house, but it is quite adequate for her needs as she lives alone. And about this tiny house is a flower garden of so much variety that a visitor who is not an undisputed authority needs a garden manuel in his hand. The night after our visit I wore my encyclodedia almost thin hunting names for some of the plants I had never seen and I am not sure of all of them even yet.
There are no weeds nor grass among Mrs. Luginsland's flowers simply because there is no room for them. The flowers grow beside, under and above each other and when there is no room to trail the trailing ones climb. Coleus in the darkest brown-green shades and combinations grow like some thing from the tropics, and scattered here and there are weird and interesting cactus plants and sedums.
Old fashioned touch-me-not (garden balsum) are blooming in profussion, and in more colors and shades than I ever saw in one bed. Zinnias, the length of the garden are blooming, and a row of glads is ready to burst forth . Clumps of phlox have not started to bloom, but look as thrifty as iron weed in the pasture.
There is a bright clump of Morarda didyma, with a profusion of red flowers, and a clump of Lobelia cardinalis, with flowers of another shade of red. As if to tone down these reds, Shasta daisies displayed their pure white blossons. Along a walk in the back yard, an oleander with white, sweet-smelling blossoms was growing in a bucket, as luxuriantly as they do on the patio of southern hotels. This specimen winters in the cave.
Nine years past the often-mentioned "three score years and ten," this flower-loving woman works about her home, and the things she grows respond in such an amazing way that she finds her busy days happy and interesting. Her smiling face beneath snow white hair and smooth brow indicates that more of her flower lore is in her heart and her hand than on the tip of her tongue. As I walked to the car with several precious gifts wrapped in a news paper, I silently begged that they grow for me even half as well as they would for her.--The Gazette Gardener.
The Emporia Gazette, 18 Oct 1962, Thursday
MRS. JACOB LUGINSLAND
AMERICUS--Mrs. Jacob Luginsland, for many years a resident of Americus, died Wednesday evening in the home of her daughter, Mrs. Lucas Buss, Holton, where she had lived for the past 10 years.
Funeral services will be at 2 p.m. Saturday in the Free Methodist Church, with burial in the Americus Cemetery. The Penwell-Gabel Funeral Home in Topeka is in charge of the arrangements.
Mrs. Luginsland was born Jan. 12th, 1872, in Randolph, and she was married Jan. 19th, 1891. She was a member of the Free Methodist Church in Americus. Preceded in death by her husband, who died in 1922, she is survived by four sons, Albert, Kansas City; Deward, Bushong, and George and Paul, Americus; three daughters, Katherine Woehler, Clay Center; Esther McMackin, Boston, Mass., and Mrs. Buss; 18 grandchildren and 23 great-grandchildren.
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The Gazette Gardener - Gilson Clipping Collection Emporia, KS.
Mrs. Amelia Luginsland lives in Americus in a tiny house, but it is quite adequate for her needs as she lives alone. And about this tiny house is a flower garden of so much variety that a visitor who is not an undisputed authority needs a garden manuel in his hand. The night after our visit I wore my encyclodedia almost thin hunting names for some of the plants I had never seen and I am not sure of all of them even yet.
There are no weeds nor grass among Mrs. Luginsland's flowers simply because there is no room for them. The flowers grow beside, under and above each other and when there is no room to trail the trailing ones climb. Coleus in the darkest brown-green shades and combinations grow like some thing from the tropics, and scattered here and there are weird and interesting cactus plants and sedums.
Old fashioned touch-me-not (garden balsum) are blooming in profussion, and in more colors and shades than I ever saw in one bed. Zinnias, the length of the garden are blooming, and a row of glads is ready to burst forth . Clumps of phlox have not started to bloom, but look as thrifty as iron weed in the pasture.
There is a bright clump of Morarda didyma, with a profusion of red flowers, and a clump of Lobelia cardinalis, with flowers of another shade of red. As if to tone down these reds, Shasta daisies displayed their pure white blossons. Along a walk in the back yard, an oleander with white, sweet-smelling blossoms was growing in a bucket, as luxuriantly as they do on the patio of southern hotels. This specimen winters in the cave.
Nine years past the often-mentioned "three score years and ten," this flower-loving woman works about her home, and the things she grows respond in such an amazing way that she finds her busy days happy and interesting. Her smiling face beneath snow white hair and smooth brow indicates that more of her flower lore is in her heart and her hand than on the tip of her tongue. As I walked to the car with several precious gifts wrapped in a news paper, I silently begged that they grow for me even half as well as they would for her.--The Gazette Gardener.
MRS. JACOB LUGINSLAND
AMERICUS--Mrs. Jacob Luginsland, for many years a resident of Americus, died Wednesday evening in the home of her daughter, Mrs. Lucas Buss, Holton, where she had lived for the past 10 years.
Funeral services will be at 2 p.m. Saturday in the Free Methodist Church, with burial in the Americus Cemetery. The Penwell-Gabel Funeral Home in Topeka is in charge of the arrangements.
Mrs. Luginsland was born Jan. 12th, 1872, in Randolph, and she was married Jan. 19th, 1891. She was a member of the Free Methodist Church in Americus. Preceded in death by her husband, who died in 1922, she is survived by four sons, Albert, Kansas City; Deward, Bushong, and George and Paul, Americus; three daughters, Katherine Woehler, Clay Center; Esther McMackin, Boston, Mass., and Mrs. Buss; 18 grandchildren and 23 great-grandchildren.
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The Gazette Gardener - Gilson Clipping Collection Emporia, KS.
Mrs. Amelia Luginsland lives in Americus in a tiny house, but it is quite adequate for her needs as she lives alone. And about this tiny house is a flower garden of so much variety that a visitor who is not an undisputed authority needs a garden manuel in his hand. The night after our visit I wore my encyclodedia almost thin hunting names for some of the plants I had never seen and I am not sure of all of them even yet.
There are no weeds nor grass among Mrs. Luginsland's flowers simply because there is no room for them. The flowers grow beside, under and above each other and when there is no room to trail the trailing ones climb. Coleus in the darkest brown-green shades and combinations grow like some thing from the tropics, and scattered here and there are weird and interesting cactus plants and sedums.
Old fashioned touch-me-not (garden balsum) are blooming in profussion, and in more colors and shades than I ever saw in one bed. Zinnias, the length of the garden are blooming, and a row of glads is ready to burst forth . Clumps of phlox have not started to bloom, but look as thrifty as iron weed in the pasture.
There is a bright clump of Morarda didyma, with a profusion of red flowers, and a clump of Lobelia cardinalis, with flowers of another shade of red. As if to tone down these reds, Shasta daisies displayed their pure white blossons. Along a walk in the back yard, an oleander with white, sweet-smelling blossoms was growing in a bucket, as luxuriantly as they do on the patio of southern hotels. This specimen winters in the cave.
Nine years past the often-mentioned "three score years and ten," this flower-loving woman works about her home, and the things she grows respond in such an amazing way that she finds her busy days happy and interesting. Her smiling face beneath snow white hair and smooth brow indicates that more of her flower lore is in her heart and her hand than on the tip of her tongue. As I walked to the car with several precious gifts wrapped in a news paper, I silently begged that they grow for me even half as well as they would for her.--The Gazette Gardener.
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