A. I asked if he was the mayor of the city, and he said he was.
By Mr. Larrabee:
Q. What did he say?
A. I asked him if he could tell me where the Philadelphia division was, and he said he didn't know anything about the division—that they ought to be all killed or in hell, and I thanked him and came away, and went down to Union depot again. That was just before they set fire to it. I stood there a few minutes. At that time the fire was caught to the telegraph office, adjoining the sheds. I thought probably I could get in and get the division flag, but the flames got in that far. I went in, and counted four officers and a sergeant of police. I went to go up stairs, and the sergeant asked where I was going. I said I wanted to get the division flag. He said you just get out of here, or I will break my club over your damned neck. I tried two or three times, and every time I was told I couldn't go up.
Q. Where was this ammunition stored that you guarded during Saturday night?
A. It was in the cellar, at the Union depot.
Q. You remained there until two o'clock Sunday, guarding it?
A. Yes.
Q. When you left, was there anybody guarding it?
A. No. Nobody was there at all. Every person had cleared out.