The last seminar of the school came. The air was filled with the customary shouts of good will, laughter, and unusual confusion. The foresters of Iowa State were together again-some for the last time. The gang was again about to be scattered over the broad face of the good old United States for a brief three months. However, no one sheds tears over these partings. They only add to the fascination of forestry and the strong feeling of fellowship one forester holds for another.