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RADIO
By HOMER HYDE
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Baby Peggy Talks
From Station WIF
Little Darling of the Screei
Makes Atlantic City Radio De
but from Steel Pier Station
Talking before the mike of thi
Gimbel Brothers’ station on thi
Steel Pier, Baby Peggy, famou:
juvenile film star, was .heard ove:
the entire country by thousands o:
little admirers who tuned in eager
ly on WIP to hear what “Thi
Little Darling” had to say yes
terday.
Baby Peggy, accompanied b;
her parents, Mr. and Mrs. Mont
gomery, is in the resort at presen
in connection with a new starring
film vehicle. Upon invitation fron
Mrs. Innes, directress of the Stee
Pier station, she spoke from WII
yesterday and was introduced bj
the famous Uncle WIP.
Scandinavian Music
From Seaside Station
WHAR has advanced to th«
class of radio stations that offer
programs that are well worth tun
ing in on. Linking up with 27E
meters last night, a most interest
ing program of Scandinavian
music was enjoyed by both local
and out of town radio fans.
Mrs. Igna Christensen is to be
congratulated upon the recital
that was broadcast from the Sea
side House station last evening.
Pennsy Official Gives
R. R. Service Talk
Many radio fans who “picked
up” Atlantic City last week heard
the interesting talk given by W.
Norman Reed, of the division pas
senger agent’s office of the Penn
sylvania Railroad, on “The Penn
sylvania System and Its Relation
to the Development of Atlantic
City.”
Mr.^Reed, who broadcasted his
address from the new Seaside
House station WHAR, gave sta
tistics to show that the railroad
system has aided greatly to in
crease the popularity of Atlantic
City through a high standard of
service that pleases the public and
paves the way for visitors to
travel to the resort.
If your one knob set refuses to
oscillate, try reversing the leads
from the secondary to the grid and
filament.
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Firemen’s Band Heard
From Station WHAR
Station WHAR is rapidly ad
vancing in popularity with radio
fans of the country and on last
Thursday evening thousands of
listeners-in heard the Atlantic
_ City Fire Department band in a
' special series of numbers from the
| Seaside House Atlantic City Sta
’ tion.
The occasion marked the radio
. debut of the shore firemen before
, the invisible audience and judging
. by the number of telephone calls
and telegrams received at the re
, sort’s premier station during and
after the concert, the “smoke
eaters” scored a decided hit.
s. o. s.
A young man traveling through
Europe suddenly came upon the
rather embarrassing fact that he
was entirely without funds. Re
membering .his father’s statement
to cable in case of trouble, the
young man hurried to the nearest
office, where he dispatched the fol
lowing message:
“S. O. S. ?$, P. D. Q.”
S. O. S. are letters that are
often misrepresented by the lay
man. They do not mean “save
our souls,” “send out succor” -or
any other similar imaginary
phrase of help.
Some years ago at an inter
national meeting of radio men, it
was decided to use three dots,
three dashes and three dots as the
easiest way of sending out a dis
tress signal, and therefore the
S. O. S.
Before mounting radio parts
on a baseboard, sandpaper the
rough spots down and give it a
few thin coats of shellac or var
nish. This will prevent the board
from absorbing moisture and caus
ing short circuits where bus wire
rests on the board.
Can I use a variable condenser
to tune the primary of the re
modeled coupler, is often asked.
The answer is, yes, but it is not
necessary. If a variable conden
ser is used in series with the
aerial, just add ten turns to the
primary.
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Banter About
the Bathers
Juicy Fruit
“You are king of festivities,”
pronounced Rea Hughes as she
regally placed a crown of water
melon rind upon the innocent
head of Charlie Flett a few nights
ago during a mock coronation at a
beach party held along the strand
at New Haven Avenue.
“Now that I am king," said
Flett, commencing .his eloquent
speech of acceptance, “the first
decree that I am going to make is
this: Any person found within
; my kingdom not garbed in costume
befitting a subject of mine shall be
given a watermellon facial.”
All eyes were immediately .turn
ed towards Bert Martinette, who,
amidst all that crowd of merry
makers, was the only one not in
a bathing suit. The guilty Bert
started to run, but the agile Clem
Fortman was too quick for .him
and soon the entire realm was
.helping to administer justice as
meeted out by the king.
Finally they permitted Marti
nette to rise. He did, spitting
watermellon seeds from his mouth,
picking chunks of juicy bits from
his ears and trying to dry his face
with a handkerchief. By this time
all had gotten a good taste for
watermelon punishment, so they
began a free for all, washing each
others’ physiognomies with pieces
of the well known negro fruit.
Sara Byrne turned on the Vic
trola and as the music rose above
the splashing waves and the babel
of laughter and many voices, the
party divided itself into partners,
dancing like fantastic shadows on
the moonlit beach. After an hour
or so of this, King Flett called
upon Dot Hoy and Larry Mahlon
to give an exhibition sea-weed
dance. This they did amidst the
loud applause of their spectators.
Among those recognized in the
darkness were: Mary Sparks,
Clem Fortman, Rea Hughes,
Charlie Flett, Nona Brown, Morty
Sontheimer, Dot Hoy, Larry Mah
lon, Sara Byrne, Bert Martinette,
Dot Bentley and Jimmy Alcorn.
It was planned during the eve
ning that the same group should
hold similar parties, at least twice
a month for the remainder of the
summer.
Back to Nature
“What are the sense of socks?”,
asks Nathan Perry, popular young
bather at Beaches No. 1 and No. 2.
Now this query is asked in connec
tion with street clothes and not
bathing suits. Though few vic
tims of convention who wear
hosiery can answer this question
yet none so far have followed
Perry’s example and gone to the
Ventnor Casino with nothing upon
the pedal extremities except a pair
of shoes.
“If girls can do it, I guess I
can,” declared Perry when asked
why .he made such omission in his
dress.
Beauty at Play
“Play Mah Jong while you
bathe,” advises a pretty foursome
of girls who are to be seen in the
ocean nearly every afternoon
playing the game of a thousand
intelligences while they sit in the
water immersed to their shoulders.
You see it is this way. Marion
Green, known to millions as Miss
Philadelphia, Beryl Williams, a
member of the Atlantic City Court
of Beauty, Billy Cratzer and Ruth
Bowman, all have original ideas.
They work on the basis that the
Chinese game is rather dry and
that therefore the proper place to
play it is in the water. They .have
devised a floating cork table on
which they place the tiles and
carry with them stumpy stools to
sit upon in the ocean.
Nor does their originality stop
there. They are beach billiards
fans and carry with them cues
and billard balls every time they
come to the strand.
“Number seven in the side
pocket,” says Marion Green. She
dexterously draws back the cue,
shoots, and the ball goes straight
into the hole specified. They are
all good shots and with a little
more practice will no doubt enter
for professional balkline cham
pionships.
Insignia
Marjorie Thompson, fair bather
from Atlantic City, was seen
along the Ventnor beach the other
day. She wore a red bathing suit
with a great big “I” upon it. When
asked if the “I” stood for herself
she was indignant and replied,
“Why don’t you remember. I
helped spell that human sentence
in the Pageant last year. It went
like this. ‘If you want to live,
live in Ventnor.’ I was the ‘I’ in
the second ‘live’.”
Rope Artists
With the aid of somebody’s old
clothes line, Kay Sheid and Jean
ette Taylor manage to keep in
trim by exercising on the beach
at Suffolk avenue. Though Life
Guard Ernie Uhle is not as grace
ful at jumping, yet he holds the
record for being able to stand on
his hands without moving them
even a fraction of an inch. He
did this the other day while Kay
and Jeanette counted sixty-seven
with their dulcet voices.
Chaos
Never before has the Ventnor
strand witnessed such confusion
as there was upon Beach Number
4 last Thursday afternoon during
a brief hurricane. The storm
came up so suddenly that no one
had a chance to start for home
and everybody was caught by the
downpour. Bathers, stylishly
dressed girls, mothers and nurses
with crying babies, all dashed over
to the life guard tent where they
expected to get out of the deluge,
But there standing in the canvas
doorway was the grim figure oi
Captain Gordon Youngman anc
his stalwart life guards .
“It’s against the rules to come
in the tent, you’ll have to stay out
side,” was what they chorused.
Indignant, the people huddled
about outside of the tent trying
to get protection from the ele
ments as best they could. Then
things began to happen. A frantic
mother who had lost her child
came running up. She tearfully
begged somebody to help her find
her baby. Everybody searched
for five minutes. They all got
drenched by the chilling rain.
Then pretty Beryle Williams came
up. She said she had found the
baby and put it safely in her
brother’s automobile.
Along the side of the beach
were parked inumerable auto
mobiles in which people were sit
ting out of the rain. Suddenly
a blast of wind lifted the top right
off a Ford car. There were six
persons in it, four women and two
men. Everyone of them got
drenched. '
While all this was taking place,
a little lad was struggling against
the tempest on the Boardwalk. He
was about eight years old and was
trying to manage a heavy bicycle
in one hand and a baby coach inthe
other. Along came another blast. 1
T.he boy, the bicycle and the baby
coach were bowled over. The
women huddling outside of the in
hospitable tent shuddered when
they saw the coach turned over ;
and blown about like paper. Fin
ally the little boy managed to
right it and everybody was re
lieved to see that there had been
no baby in it.
Greek Meets Greek
That the bonds of sisterhood
! can hold a group of girls to
i gether when school is not in ses
sion is proved by members of the
Alpha Gamma Sorority of the At
lantic City High School, which
meets twice a week on Beach No.
4. There are twenty some girls
in the organization. They get in
a sequestered corner of the strand
and there, while the people about
them are wondering what is tak
ing place, hold a meeting and dis
cuss subjects that only those fully
initiated into the mysteries of the
Greeks could understand.
“Once in awhile, though not so
often,” says Life Guard Mulligan,
“the girls will bring refreshments
along and share some of the re
mains with us.”
“But it’s always just the re
mains,” chimed in Life Guard A1
Westney looking longingly at
where the girls were pow wowing
over some sandwiches and olives.
Those who answered, “Here,” to
the roll call of the secretary at the
meeting two days ago were: Ruth
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teeter, Celeste Burkard, Edna
rtider, the O’Neil twins, Ruth
dossier, Clara Sheppard, Floss
Mason and Pauline Stadler.
Miscellany
“These athletic girls” is what
>ne involuntarily exclaims when
>ne sees Bert Amsenhoff, Mildred
3attersby, Emilie Hodges and
iena Stebbins playing sand tennis
n the shade of the Ventnor
Casino. These girls come down on
;he beach every afternoon and are
generally found waging a bitter
:ontest of tennis among them
selves.
It has often been remarked that
the peacock blue sweater now
.vorn by Paul Battersby, a senior
it the University of Pennsylvania,
is rather becoming, but no more
becoming to him than it was to its
original owner, Kate Stevens.
A1 Bruce, who arouses fear in
the hearts of the fair sex with his
ferocious looking cop dog, is re
puted to be quite an amazing con
versationalist. In fact he has
such fluency of speech and such a
?ift of repartee that one girl has
said of him, “I always wondered
how he managed to make that big
iog of his follow him without a
leash. Now I know. It’s because
A.1 has such a line he can even
fasten it to the dog’s collar.”
Elbert Seeley, .husky fullback of
the Atlantic City High School
football team, takes a daily work
jut on the Ventnor beaches. He
practices by falling on the ball,
tackling some of his courageous
tompanions, and by passing and
sicking. After which exercises he
takes a mile swim in the ocean.
Howard Bolte is another one of
the talented members of Beach
No. 4. His particular line is ec
centric dancing. He gives an ex
hibition now and then on the
stand, but though the hat is past
around among the enthralled spec
tators yet never is there collected
more than a few pieces of shells.
“It’s hard to commercialize true
talent,” is the way he explains it.
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