Mansfield University - Carontawan Yearbook (Mansfield, PA)

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Dear Faculty and Students, When the staff of the Carontawan decided upon Campus Moods as their theme for 1959, they brought many memories to those of the faculty and staff who see Mans- field as our life work. Living here throughout the year, we are able to observe the many moods of this campus which means so much to us all. We are here in the heat of summer, the time when the natural forces governing our flowering world seem to be in balance. No longer do we feel the pulsing ur- gency of spring, the feeling of strong growth as crops change from thin lines of green above brown soil to thicker, wider rows. The campus grass is thick and green. Quiet- ness replaces the haste of spring and fewer students tread the green carpets. Suddenly autumn bursts upon these northern Pennsylvania hills and the campus is ablaze with color. Students make their way over the campus through dry leaves. A hazy blue sky, hung with a fresh bleached washing of white clouds, surrounds us as hundreds of happy voices signal the return to Mansfield and to friendships dormant during the summer. We see a campus crisp, cool, and damp with morning dew, a campus which provides a setting for the sun as it lifts from the eastern horizon and begins its daily arc to the west. Then comes that morning when we awake to see our green and russet surroundings covered with a mantle of white. Football season is over. The winter equinox comes upon us before we leave for that glorious Christmas vacation. Our campus trees are strung with brightly colored lights. Now the night comes early and lasts late; the air is cold and nippy. There is much snow-shoveling and ash-spreading as we try to keep our roads open and our life active. This is the time when we study hard. This is also the time of ice skating, skiing, and tobogganing, and the gym is filled for basketball games. We are startled one day to realize that the rains have carried the snow away, that April, the time of planting, has again arrived, and that school will soon be over. The first green shoots push timidly from the barren earth with the promise of more to come. Then comes May Day, final banquets, and Carontawans. This is the time when we march from the arcade to Straughn Hall for Commencement. Then the bustle of Commencement gives way to the quietness of the summer as nature begins again the everlasting cycle of our campus moods. Sincerely, LEWIS W. RATHGEBER President