Mr. Ball. Did you look in the room while they were searching it?
Mrs. Johnson. I certainly did. It had French doors to it; folding open, you couldn't help but see everything, the books and all they took out of these chests of drawers. They was throwin' them down on the bed.
Mr. Ball. Did you see a pistol holster?
Mrs. Johnson. Yes, I did.
Mr. Ball. Where was it?
Mrs. Johnson. I don't know; they took it out of one of the drawers of this chest.
Mr. Ball. It was in a drawer?
Mrs. Johnson. Yes.
Mr. Ball. I think that's all. Now, you can look this over and sign it, if you wish, or you can waive your signature and we will have it written up and send it on to Washington.
Mrs. Johnson. How is this?