Mrs. Bledsoe. Yes; she had the man give her one, because she caught the bus before she got to the train station.
Mr. Ball. How do you know that?
Mrs. Bledsoe. Well, I saw her.
Mr. Ball. You saw her catch another bus?
Mrs. Bledsoe. She got on when we did. She rode a block.
Mr. Ball. Did anybody get off when the lady got off? Anybody that was going to the train station?
Mrs. Bledsoe. No.
Mr. Ball. Was there traffic? Was the traffic heavy?
Mrs. Bledsoe. Oh, it was awful in the city, and then they had roped off that around where the President was killed, shot, and we were the first car that come around there, and then all of us were talking about the man, and we were looking up to see where he was shot and looking—and then they had one man and taking him, already got him in jail, and we got—"Well, I am glad they found him."
Mr. Ball. You were looking up at where?