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Chase County Obituaries
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Lampe, Flora B FLORA B. LAMPE
April 26, 1926, Emporia Gazette
MRS. FLORA LAMPE DIES
Special to The Gazette:
Matfield Green—Mrs. Flora Lampe, youngest daughter of the late Capt. Henry Brandley, of this place, died last week at the home of her sister, Mrs. A.T. Crocker. Mrs. Lampe had been ill several months.
She leaves two children, Jack Lampe and Imogene Lampe. Two sisters, Mrs. A.T. Crocker and Mrs. E.G. Crocker, and a brother, Robert Brandley live here. She also leaves other sisters residing out of the county.
Emporia Gazette, Emporia, Kansas, Apr 26, 1926
DEATH OF MRS. FLORA B. LAMPE
Mrs. Flora B. Lampe died suddenly at the home of her sister, Mrs. Arthur Crocker in Bazaar Friday morning. Her death is a severe shock to her family and relatives and many friends. Being of an unusually kind and benevolent disposition there were few women indeed who were more universally loved than was Mrs. Lampe.
The funeral services were conducted by Rev. Bronson, of Great Bend, Kansas, who was a former pastor of the M.E. Church here, a number of years ago. The services were held Sunday afternoon at Bazaar. Interment was made in the Brandley burying ground on the old Brandley homestead at Matfield Green, where all the members of the Brandley family who have died are buried.
Chase County Leader News, Cottonwood Falls, Kansas, Apr 28, 1926
FLORA BRANDLEY LAMPE
I remember the advent of my sister, Flora Brandley, into this world. She was the eighth and youngest child of our parents, Capt. Henry and Elizabeth Romigh Brandley. She was born May 27th, 1885, at the old Brandley homestead three miles south of Matfield Green.
In those years of childhood, that follow babyhood, she was a very beautiful little girl with a wonderfully fair skin, golden curls and deep blue eyes. She had a sunny, happy and loving disposition.
She grew up on the farm, attended school in the old stone schoolhouse (District No. 12). She was especially fond of music and in her later girlhood attended the State Normal school at Emporia, graduating in the music department.
As a young woman she was handsome, gracious and a social favorite. About a year after her graduation she met, loved and married Jack H. Lampe, Jr. and went to live with him on the Lampe Ranch in Greenwood county. It was there that their first child, a son, Jack Jr., now 17 years of age and a member of the 1926 class of the Chase County Community High School, was born.
The following year they moved to Cassoday where the one daughter, Zilaph [sic] Imogene, now 15 years of age, was born. Later the family moved to Los Angeles, California, and finally to Kansas City, Mo., which remained their home most of the time since.
Mrs. Lampe was a devoted mother. She gave her children every advantage that was in her power to give. She believed in being their playmate and confident [sic]. She felt convinced and sought to demonstrate that one should rule by love alone. She always insisted in all her relations, that if one recognize the good only, naught else could be demonstrated.
As her elder sister I say that one of her chief characteristics was absolute justice in all her relations. I feel that possibly she was prone to be too charitable, too lenient in her judgment of others and too ready to censure herself.
She has known sorrow as all must. I feel that her nature was too tender, too yielding, too good, to cope alone with the hardships of this worldly enviroment [sic].
Who can understand the heart of another? I feel she was too much alone with her problems, that she was like a frail flower in the shadow, groping for and needing the sunlight of sympathetic understanding and encouragement.
Oh, Lord, help us all in the little, every-day affairs of life to be kind, just kind, always kind.
Clara B. Hildebrand.
Chase County Leader News, Cottonwood Falls, Kansas, Apr 28, 1926
I wish that there was some wonderful place
Called the “Land of beginning again”
Where all our mistakes and all our heart aches
And all of our poor selfish grief
Could be dropped like a shabby old coat at the door
And never put on again.
I wish we could come on it all unaware
Like a hunter who finds a lost trail
And I wish that one who our blindness
Had done the greatest injustice of all
Could be at the gates like an old friend
That waits for the comrade his gladdest to hail.
We would find all the things we intended to do
But forgot, and remembered too late
Like praises unspoken, little promises broken
And all of the thousand and one
Little duties neglected, that might have perfected
The day for one less fortunate.
It wouldn’t be possible not to be kind
In the “Land of Beginning Again”
And the ones we misjudged and the ones whom we grudged
Their moments of victory here
Would find the grasp of our loving hand clasp
More than penitent lips could explain.
For what had been hardest we’d know had been best
And what had seemed loss would be gain
For there isn’t a sting that will not take wing
When we’ve faced it and laughed it away
And I think that the laughter is most what we’re after
In the “Land of Beginning Again.”
Researcher’s note: The author of this poem is Louisa Fletcher Tarkington.
by your Chase County Host, Lorna Marvin.
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