Mr. Stern. People on the overpass?
Mr. Hargis. Yes; people that were there to see the President I guess. They were taking pictures and things. It was kind of a confused crowd. I don't know whether they were trying to hide or see what was happening or what—and then I looked over to the Texas School Book Depository Building, and no one that was standing at the base of the building was—seemed to be looking up at the building or anything like they knew where the shots were coming from, so——
Mr. Stern. How about the people on the incline on the north side of Elm Street? Do you recall their behavior?
Mr. Hargis. Yes; I remember a man holding a child. Fell to the ground and covered his child with his body, and people running everywhere, trying to get out of there, I guess, and they were about as confused as to where the shots were coming from as everyone else was.
Mr. Stern. And did you run up the incline on your side of Elm Street?
Mr. Hargis. Yes, sir; I ran to the light post, and I ran up to this kind of a little wall, brick wall up there to see if I could get a better look on the bridge, and, of course, I was looking all around that place by that time. I knew it couldn't have come from the county courthouse because that place was swarming with deputy sheriffs over there.
Mr. Stern. Did you get behind the picket fence that runs from the overpass to the concrete wall?
Mr. Hargis. No.
Mr. Stern. On the north side of Elm Street?
Mr. Hargis. No, no; I don't remember any picket fence.