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Quizzed on his fascistic Silvershirts, he boasted that his Legion had 25,000 members. Among his supporters he named John Richard Brinkley of Del Rio, Tex., goateed doctor who has made a fortune selling goat glands to impotent but hopeful men. Doc Brinkley lent him $5,000, said Mr. Pelley. His Legion, founded in 1933, "began propagandizing against the same things that this [the Dies] committee set out to expose," he confided smoothly, while the Committee glared and squirmed...
...Brandy staggered into the hut and collapsed to the floor, with arrows sticking out of him like he were a pin-cushion. Doc jumped toward him. 'Get me a red-hot poker,' he yelled. Then he grabbed at the arrows and yanked them out one by one. Brandy didn't let out a yelp, and only the muscles in his powerful shoulders, set hard as rocks, showed what he was going through. He was getting groggy, the deadly curare poison was getting him. Butch brought the poker, and Doc shoved it into the wounds. 'Cauterize them,' he grunted. There...
Last week, though much of his old ebullience was gone, old "Doc" Cook still held high his white head, as he chatted with Sir Hubert Wilkins. His talk was still of exploring. Said he, holding his fingers to his temples: "Most of all we have got to explore this area here-that lies back of the eyes and between the ears. When that cranial sphere is fully explored men will have no reason to fight wars...
Chiefly responsible for Peter Astra's superiority is his trainer-driver, sandy-haired, peppery, 40-year-old Hugh Maynard Parshall, called Doc because he has a D. V. M. from a veterinary college. Winning "hoss" races is nothing new to Doc Parshall. A comparative youngster at a job where 20 years' experience is a major requirement, he has been the No. 1 U. S. harness-racing driver for eleven of the past twelve years, has won 763 first places since 1925 (including the Hambletonian twice), has never raced without a kitchen match in his mouth...
Like most of his big-time colleagues, Doc Parshall operates a public training stable, takes on horses at $100 a month (this year he has 28). Unlike jockeys in Thoroughbred racing, Standardbred drivers have their own racing colors. Doc Parshall's red-white-&-blue silks were handed down to him by an early-Century driver named Tom Murphy. Harness-racing drivers need never worry about weight. Doc Parshall may go on driving for decades-like the late great Pop Geers who raced for 50 years -may have many more champions like Peter Astra...