When Ponce de Leon sought the fountain of youth, he had to slosh through Florida's Everglades and cypress swamps. Rumania's Dr. Anna Asian took an easier course: from modern chemistry's shelf of wonder-working drugs, she picked a familiar item that, she thought, had shown some rejuvenating effects. That was ten years ago. Last week Dr. Asian's purported cure for the ravages of age was exposed as merely the latest in an arm-long list of quackish remedies. If it does anybody any good, it is mainly by the power of suggestion.
In 1949, Dr. Asian,...
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