Mr. Arnett. No, sir.
Mr. Griffin. What kind of identification did you ask for when people got off of the elevator?
Mr. Arnett. Well, if they was a press reporter, they had a press card, showing who they were, and they were from everywhere, coming in there. You would be surprised how far they had traveled that day. You know, I was—I didn't think about people being there that day, you know, from so far up. One man told me he was asleep in Chicago. They woke him up and told him the President had been killed, and he was there that night, I would say by 8 o'clock. There was one man in particular that I remember, that came up. He said he was a postal inspector.
Mr. Griffin. Postal inspector?
Mr. Arnett. He showed me his identification, said he would like to talk to Captain Fritz, that he had a key to the post office box down there that this fellow had, and he wanted to see if that key did fit it, or he had a key and he wanted to see if it would—was to that box.
Mr. Griffin. Now, how many of you were standing there at the third floor elevator, checking identification of people who got off the elevator?
Mr. Arnett. I would say four. Two elevators.
Mr. Griffin. What did you do about people who came up, who said they came up to see somebody who was being questioned, or in connection with some other business other than being a photographer or——
Mr. Arnett. If they didn't have an identification of pressmen or ranger or lawmen of some kind, they were turned back. There were two Spanish men came up there who wanted to talk to some officer about a ticket, and we notified whatever officer they wanted to talk to about it, and told him to go downstairs and see them.
Mr. Griffin. Suppose somebody had showed you a justice of the peace card, would you have admitted him?