Alias

Sandman I
Nick Name
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Civilian ID
Wesley Bernard "Wes" Dodds
Occupation

Adventurer

Financier
Legal Status
Deceased citizen of the United States with no criminal record.
Nation or Planet of Origin
New York, New York
Group Affiliation

All-Star Squadron

Justice Society
Base of Operations
New York, New York
Height
5' 11", with age 5' 9"
Weight
170 lbs., with age 145 lbs.
Eye Color
Brown
Hair Color
Brown, grey with age.
Skin Tone
Caucasian
Known Powers
Normal human with above average strength, stamina and agility for a man of his age.

Exceptional hand-to-hand combatant schooled in martial arts fighting techniques.

Disciplined in the art of Yoga, oriental philosophy and languages.

Genius level intelligence with aptitudes in chemistry and business.
Accessories
Gas Gun: Device designed to emit a narcotic spray with hypnotic properties.

Gas Mask: Filtered mask designed to defend against aerosols and gases.

Wirepoon: Harpoon firing handgun used for scaling heights.
Common Enemies

Brute

Dr. Death

Dr. Doombie

(The) Face

Fairytales 

Fenton

Nightshade I

Python

Ramulus

Scorpion

Snooze Simpson

(The) Shatterer

Tarantula

(The) Vamp
Regularly Appearing

Adventure Comics

All-Star Comics

All-Star Squadron

Sandman Mystery Theatre
First Appearance
Adventure Comics #40 (July, 1939)
Creator
Gardner Fox & Bert Christman
Origin
The son of a wealth industrialist, Wesley Dodds traveled to the Far East on the advise of a fortune teller.  In the Orient he learned the languages and ways of its people and culture.

Returning to the United States he began to suffer from strange and horrible nightmares that seemed to be directing him to take action against great injustices.  Unknown to Dodds, the dreams were being caused by the lord of dreams, Morpheus (Sandman IV), who had been imprisoned by the mystical Roderick Burgess.

Inspired by the strange helmeted lord of dreams, Dodds purchased a supply of gas mask and used his fortune to develop a narcotic gas to force the truth from criminals.  When justice was done he would leave a poem, as the calling card of the Sandman.

"There is no land beyond the law
Where tyrants rule with unshakable power!
'Tis but a dream from which the evil wake
To face their fate, their terrifying hour!"