Mr. Evans.

Well, it only takes about six or seven blocks from the apartment.

Mr. Hubert.

You were driving?

Mr. Evans.

Driving. It takes less than----

Mr. Hubert.

So, you figure about 10 o'clock or a little before?

Mr. Evans.

A little before 10.

Mr. Hubert.

Now, have you subsequently seen pictures of Jack Ruby?

Mr. Evans.

I have seen pictures.

Mr. Hubert.

Have you seen him' in person since? Mr. EVANS. That is the only time I ever seen him.

Mr. Hubert.

You had never seen him before that date?

Mr. Evans.

No, sir.

Mr. Hubert.

Never since?

Mr. Evans.

No, sir.

Mr. Hubert.

Do you think that the man you saw that morning that you have just described was the same man that you have seen in the pictures?

Mr. Evans.

Well, I really didn't get a close look. All I know, he went in that apartment, and it is my understanding he had a roommate, but it might have been him.

Mr. Hubert.

What I wanted to ask is whether or not the pictures that you have seen in the newspapers since of a person now known as Jack Ruby was the same man, in your opinion, that you saw with the laundry in his hands at about 10 o'clock on November 24?

Mr. Evans.

Well, it could be. I mean, kind of---didn't have real thick hair on top.

Mr. Hubert.

Well, I show you a series of pictures here, which for purposes of identification I am marking on the back as follows, "Dallas, Texas, March 31, 1964. Exhibit No. 5122, deposition of Sidney Evans, Jr.," and signing my name to it, and in order that the record may show that we are both talking about the same document, I will ask you to put your name under mine, after which, I will ask you some questions about it.

Mr. Evans.

All right.

Mr. Hubert.

I will ask you to turn the document over and look at those several photos there of a man and ask you if that is the man you saw carrying the laundry on the morning of November 24, at about 10 o'clock.

Mr. Evans.

Well, it looks like him. Of course, he didn't have on nothing but a T-shirt, white T-shirt when I saw him.

Mr. Hubert.

Yes; what I was thinking about, his face----

Mr. Evans.

Well, you know, I just looked over my shoulder. He was coming up the stairs there behind me, and I said, "How are you this morning?" and he----

Mr. Hubert.

Well, I take it that you looked at him several times, that is to say, you looked at him when you first saw him? Mr. EVANS. I didn't really look at him.

Mr. Hubert.

Then what did you do? Offer to open the door----

Mr. Evans.

I just, you know, I spoke to him, and I--he was coming up the same floor I was going up and I never paid much--in fact, I----

Mr. Hubert.

At sometime you must have mentioned to somebody that you thought you had seen this man on that Sunday, and that he was Jack Ruby. Do you recall how that came about?

Mr. Evans.

Well, one of these buddies there, he told some newspaperman a bunch--that he told them all about that when I wasn't even there at the time.

Mr. Hubert.

You mean at the time that he told the story?

Mr. Evans.

He told them all about it.

Mr. Hubert.

We are talking about now, Malcom Slaughter, aren't we?

Mr. Evans.

Yes.

Mr. Hubert.

You had told Slaughter that you thought that man you had seen was Ruby?

Mr. Evans.

After we ate and I went back to the 11 o'clock mass, and it was close to 12 o'clock when I got back to the apartment.

Mr. Hubert.

Yes.

Mr. Evans.

And just as soon as I opened the door these guys told me Oswald had been shot.