Montana State University Bozeman - Montanan Yearbook (Bozeman, MT)

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THE DEAN OF MEN About fifty years ago the rapid building of railroads in the United States so radically changed the habits of our people that we became the greatest travelers in the world. Now for the second time the automobile and good roads have revolutionized the habits of the American people. We have built and are operating motor vehicles in such numbers that the whole population is literally living the out-door life. Where are these millions going? What is the loadstone that will attract them? Beautiful scenery undoubtedly has the strongest pull. These tourists are out to enjoy themselves. They are seeking the thrill of variety in the clear bubbling trout streams, the majesty of the snowcapped mountain, the fragrance of a carpet of flowers, the excitement of wild animal life. Such attractions are to be found only in the big, open West. Montana is fortunate in having more than its share of scenic attractions. Extending from the Great Plains on the east, over the Continental Divide, to the head waters of the Pacific, there is no kind of scenery lacking. Flanked on the south by the only real wonderland, the geyser land of the Yellowstone, and on the north by the Switzerland of America, the Glacier National Park, there is absolutely no call for scenic beauty that Montana can not satisfy. 1

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THE DEAN OF WOMEN THE MOUNTAIN I am the Host of the valley, I watch the beginning of day, The life that surges about me Marks well the paths of the way. The wind and rain touch my temple As Spring of the year greets my face. Storms of the season assemble And weave a pattern of lace. I am the King of the valley. I have many gems in my crown. My court stands faithful around me Watching o’er country and town. I am the Joy of the valley, I control the light of the dawn. The march of men moves around me. The winds of night breathe my song. The green of summer enfolds me While loosing the waters below. The sun comes forth to entrance me, He gives life and colors bestow. I love the storms of the valley, The arm of winter I hold fast. Nothing but Faith can remove me, I shall be King to the last. Pmw

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DEAN OF AGRICULTURE The State College, located on an alluvial bench, and surrounded by a beautiful park of lawn, trees and shrubs, commands a broad view of one of the richest farming areas in Montana, extending for many miles and backed on every side by mountains, grass covered, topped with conifers, and on the highest peaks covered with perpetual snows. Truly a magnificent setting for a College of Agriculture. The mountains are nature’s reservoirs that supply the irrigation systems which water the valley farms, while on their foot hills abundant crops are obtained from the rains which condense as the clouds climb the mountain slopes. As we travel into the mountain canyons in the spring time, what is more beautiful than the rushing mountain streams, the new grass and flower cover of the rolling hills, or the freshness of the mountain fir, spruce and pines? While with the first frost of the fall, the foliage of the mountains change to brilliant crimson and gold, backed by the brown of the grass and the deeper color of the evergreens. All these things are within from five to twenty-five miles of every student, whether he desires to walk or go by horse or auto. This abundance and richness of nature should appeal to every sense of material need or pleasure and inspire an earnest desire to likewise excel in the preparation for the work of life which the College affords.