The Waterbury Democrat., 1935-10-19
In New York
By GEORGE ROSS

New York, Oct. 19-(UP)-Jack Doyle's, the congenial billiard par Tor in the heaft of Broadway. has the reputation of being the clearing house for odds on almost any risk. Like the late, lamented "Betcha Mil- lion" Gates or London's Lloyds.
 But this is not entirely correct. Doyles gets a great many goofy challenges but sticks conservatively, to baseball, football, boxing, golf and horse races. Only yesterday, some body pf1oned and offered to take the short end of @ 800 to wager on the war between Italy and Ethiopia. Jack hung up on the caller.
 These freak bets come to his at- tention daily. Wackiest of all of them came 6 week ago when fel- low called to say he was planning to sail to Montauk in . cat-boat. What odds could he get on the chances of his reaching Fire Island? None. The next presidential election is now coming up for odds quotation but Jack won't touch 1t. Tells these clients that for all he knows, the country may decide to take dicta- tor.
 one query for odds riled him not so long ago. That was when some sweet gambler approached him, while the liner Dixie was reefed, and asked for odds on the fate of the distressed vessel. Genial faced, so9t-voiced MT. Doyle told this penny pitcher of.
 But for accurately gauging the public's choice of favorites in legiti- mate games of sport and skill,- Jack Doyle is recognized as Nigh author ity. He knows almost by intuition, according to his brother Robert, who is also in the billiard parlor busi- ness, how the odds will rise or fall. Doyle's odds are more or less official in New York. He occupies the same position along Broadway as the now retired Gene Austin once did at the tracks. It was Austin's only function in the betting world, to keep his ears open in the stands and in the pad- dock for line on the odds. And then 20 back to the bookmakers to re- port. His report set the prices on the race. Never placed any bets himself.
 Cheer Spreads
 Fraternally yours, your corre- spondent is now Q member of the Society of Stoopnocracy of which Ir- vin $. Cobb, James Montgomery
 Flagg, Sophie Tucker, Heywood Broun and other iuminaries are charter Stoops. And which has no official connection with the brace of radio comedians. Your correspondent was moved to join when he heard of the chief aims of this society, which is out to give everyone something to do besides nope. Our club feels that what this country needs, besides doilies for manhole covers, master keyholes, striped mirrors for zebras and cellophane umbrellas. is more smiles and fewer grOans.
 The Society of Stoopnocracy seems to have been inspired by an English organization called "Ye An cient Order of rroth Blowers" which enlisted 800,000 smile-seeking mern- bers throughout the British empire in short while. Numerous charities get Stoopnocracys proceeds. You can join up too by applying with a letter to the Hotel Delmonico in New York. AcCenting His Work
 Ruffle-haired Rudy Vallee is still taken for none- -too-gentle rides by several scribblers. But the astute crooner remains the financial titan of the orchestral lot and most s,ic- cessful of them ell. His personal for tune is now estimated at Q million and a half and he hasn't yet men, tioned retirement to his manager or band. Success story in reverse: For years, Dave Appollon, the vaude- vile master of ceremonies, has wanted a private secretary, but it wasn't until several weeks ago in Chicago that he finally hired one, g cultured fellow who spoke impec- cable English. The secretary is no longer with Dave. For the simple reason that he had Dave tallSng per- feet English and Dave's success is based on the fact that he is dialect comedian.