Paramount Pep-O-Grams (1927)

Record Details:

Something wrong or inaccurate about this page? Let us Know!

Thanks for helping us continually improve the quality of the Lantern search engine for all of our users! We have millions of scanned pages, so user reports are incredibly helpful for us to identify places where we can improve and update the metadata.

Please describe the issue below, and click "Submit" to send your comments to our team! If you'd prefer, you can also send us an email to mhdl@commarts.wisc.edu with your comments.




We use Optical Character Recognition (OCR) during our scanning and processing workflow to make the content of each page searchable. You can view the automatically generated text below as well as copy and paste individual pieces of text to quote in your own work.

Text recognition is never 100% accurate. Many parts of the scanned page may not be reflected in the OCR text output, including: images, page layout, certain fonts or handwriting.

Paramount Pup Club PICNIC-O-GRAMS Picnic — O — Graphs (Continued from Page 2) out for a special mention in the next issue of Pep-O-Grams. pep-the-picnic We magnanimously prefer to reserve judgment as to the moral and mental standing of the anonymous writer who referred to the outing as the Pet Club Picnic. pep-the-picnic It’s great to go back to the youthful days when a picnic really was a picnic; and nothing demonstrated the fact more pleasantly than the bringing of one’s own eats, and the selecting of one’s own nook and companions for the devouring of the food. pep-the-picnic We have a shrewd idea that quite a lot of the Pepsters will come into the office on Monday whistling the song that Helen Kane has made so popular at the Paramount: “Now Tell Me, Was There Anything Wrong in That ?” pep-the-picnic Strange — the object of this little fourpager is to tell you as much about the picnic as possible before it occurs, and here we go forecasting post picnic worries. _ But the truth of the matter is that you’ll find a wonderful incentive to sportsmanship on the cover, a tabulation of the main events on the preceding page, and a continuation of these fresh remarks on this last page. We could if you wanted them, give you a picture of the’ Peter Stuyvesant, a tabulation of. Mons:eur Ruth’s home runs, the population of Java up until last Sunday, and the number of scales on a four pound perch. But since you didn’t ask for these, you didn’t get them, pep-the-picnic You’re supposed to read this on the way up on the boat, and you’ll know that you are almost there when you hear the bunch on the for’ard poop obey the injunction of a place on shore, which tells them to Sing Sing, and break forth into the luscious strains of “Hail, Hail, the Gang’s All Here!” pep-the-picnic The best guard against sunburn is cocoa■nut oii: the best guard against walking fatigue is to sit around under a shady tree for a while : and the best guard against antbite is not to go near the ants. pep-the-picnic We add a word in very determined seriousness against the making of fires. It seems to us that there won’t be a single necessity for you to make a fire at Indian Point. If you need hot water, there’ll be a place arranged for it: if your feet get cold, that will be your own fault: and if you make toast, remember that on an occasion such as this toasts are drunk, or given, but not made. But getting back to seriousness once more — a careless fire could do a lot of harm, not only to Indian Point, but to the good name of the Paramount Pep Club and the great organization it stands for. CASUALTY! In case of accident, sickness, mishap or collapse, call the Medical Department representative, Ray L. Pratt at once. He will be located in an accessible part of tbe grounds and will be instantly available. Two exclusive items crash the gate into this issue by virtue of the fact that they were inadvertently omitted from the last regular issue. pep-the-picnic Ethel Langdon certainly deserves mention because in the story of thanks expressed for the wonde rful zvork done on behalf of the Salvation Army Appeal, Miss Langdon s name was accidentally omitted. We sincerely regret this omission, and have sought to rectify it in anszver to the demand of scores of readers who read the story and instantly realized that Miss Langdon' s name was missing. pep-the-picnic Lcs Andrews, of the Advertising Department also gains mention because of the superbness of his summer sartorial splash. When called to interview this newest disciple of the menjouesque mode we could not help but note how much like Jim Tully in his boxcar days were Harold Flavin and his gang — so far as attire was concerned, and speaking, cf course, in a comparative sense. REMEMBER WHO YOU ARE! Today, as on every other day, you are a member of the Paramount organization— or a friend or a relative of a Paramountcer — and you have in your keeping the good name and prestige of all that Paramount implies. Remember this more than ever today, because picnic exuberance may be productive of an inclination to depart a little from the Highway of Dignity. But that wouldn’t be fun, when you analyse it right down. You can still be dignified and yet get a terrific lot of entertainment from your Picnic. So endeavor to make Dignity your Watchword: a Dignity to match the Invaluable Prestige of Paramount. You’ll like yourself, your associates and your memories of the day a whole lot better for doing this. VINCENT TROTTA, President, Paramount Pep Club.