Boom! The lone, loud drum beat resounds through the stadium as the toe of a cleated shoe connects squarely with the "pigskin." The 1938 football season is on.

Mother nature changes her costume for the new season, setting a pace for us to follow. The same winds which blow the trees bare, also blow the leaves of our fashion magazines. As the pages turn we find that the designers have taken their cue from the great out-of-doors.

At Troutdale-in-the-Pines, high in the Rocky Mountains, representatives of Mortar Board, national women's honorary for college seniors who have attained high scholarship, who have served their Alma Mater, and who are acknowledged leaders of college life, spent four delightful convention days.

"I just finished cutting an angel food cake that was baked in a roaster, and it was just as nice as any I have ever seen come out of a range oven," said Miss Faith Madden, research assistant of the Household Equipment Department.

If an outsider were to note the enthusiasm with which a group of Iowa State alumni or students sings, "Come ye loyal sons and daughters, Hail to I.S.C.!," they might ask, "Why are they so proud of Iowa State?" There are many answers to that question, for we have dozens of reasons to boast of Iowa State.