Paramount Pep-O-Grams (1927)

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Page Six P E P-O-G RAMS WHY YOU SHOULD GO TO THE DOCTOR FIRST A M oral \ ictory "Well, Mrs. Johnsing,” a colored phvsicia i anno unced, after tat ing her h u s b a n d ’ s temperature, “ Ah has knocked de fe\ er outen him.” ”>Sho’ mi ft'?” was the excited reply. "Am he gwine to git well, den ?” "No’m, ” answ ered the doctor. “Dev’s no hope to’ hin , but you has de satis taction ob knowing dat he died cured.” — F ickup Much as it may seem, the point of that clipped joke is not negative publicity for a very meritorious service. It is, instead, a jokingly grim reminder of the dire consequences which befall those who leave ailing bodies go beyond the mark of saving. We all get ailments and illnesses, and zee all have that crazy notion of " Oh , it’s only something mild : it’ll pass away tomorrow or the next day.” Such a belief is not only foolish but is also non commonscnsical. Tomorrow, or the next day, we’re just a little bit worse : but zve’ve gotten used to the pain, or the discomfort, and we don't realise how ill we really are. By and by we entirely collapse; and then it’s a game of odds that in making us better our physical capacity will be entirely used up, so that zve will, as did Mr. Johnsing in the joke, ‘‘die cured.” Moreover, zee are not calamity howling. IV e are only using examples to illustrate possibilities. And at the same time we are striving to point out that the normal and logical and really enjoyable detour to comfort and peace of mind when ailments attack and illnesses oppress, lies through the Medical and Welfare Department so expertly directed by Dr. Stein. EVERY ADDED MEMBER MEANS A BIGGER, BETTER CLUB General acclamation marked Membership Committee Chairman Goldstein’s motion at the general meeting on April 10th last that the following proposed members be admitted to membership in the Paramount-Pep Club: Eva Berger, David Cooper, Rose Davis, Marjorie I. Drake, Minnie Bentley Eaton, Frank J. Garfalo, Joseph C. Gulotti, Frank 'Graziano, Adeline H. Lewis, Raymond J. Lonergan. Mary McElliott, Irene Meltzer, William Nimkin, Anthony Ptacnik, Arch Selwyn, Jr., De Rena Van Diver, Eugene A. Weber, Dorothy Wechsler, Joseph Zammit. We’re certainly mighty pleased to have these newest of the Paramounteers and Publixeers with us, and we figure that we are not only glad at the fact of having them among us for their company’s sake, but also because we can undoubtedly get new ideas and inspirations from them. Mrs. Jones — “My husband went to church this morning.’’ Mrs. Brown — “My husband’s Sunday paper didn’t come either.” A TOASTMASTER WHO WAS ALSO A TASKMASTER We’ve just seen a newspaper clipping dealing with a banquet of the members of the Flushing Council, Royal Arcanum, given recently at the Flushing Y. M. C. A., and our eagle eye of observation picks out the following paragraph: “Toastmaster Vincent Trotta presented an unique form of after-dinner speaking by requesting the guests to write the title of a speech on a slip of paper. These slips were placed in a hat and 20 slips were picked at random. The titles of the speeches were announced by Dr. Kern and he immediately launched forth with a threeminute speech on the various subjects chosen.” Now, Pepsters, you can see that your President isn’t lacking when it comes to ideas of a constructive nature. Imagine being at a banquet of one hundred guests, j where only one was called upon for a ! speech! Yes, and imagine — but wait, we won’t go into that. TO TEE— AND IT TEEMED Friday, April 20th was the birthday anniversary of Joseph H. Seidelman, assistant manager of Paramount’s foreign department. A thoughtful friend marked the day by presenting him with a wonderful new golf bag, and the recipient had visions of some great games on Saturday and Sunday. But holy suffering niblicks — how it rained! Saturday, Sunday, Monday, Tuesday! Just the luck of the game: you may play the game as you want to, but the hardest team to beat is the teeming rain. QUITE RECOVERED, THANK YOU! Lillian Stevens, who aids President Vincent Trotta in maintaining the art Department as a miracle workers’ paradise — the miracles being the things that Russell Holman, A1 Adams and O. R. Geyer expect them to do — is back on the job after a bout of illness. So now the rush of work which was held off during her absence, is swooping along to Room 1251, where there have been many expressions of gladness at seeing Lillian Stevens back. PRAISE FOR FLAVIN AND HIS AIDES The excellence of the souvenir program issued for the Paramount-Pep Club Movie Ball has excited a lot of favorable comment throughout the film industry. We are glad to note this fact for the benefit of Plarold Flavin, the publication’s editor, and for all of those who assisted him in the work.