Mr. Paul.

No; that's what she told me.

Mr. Hubert.

I noticed on your income tax return, too, that you had a capital loss that you have spread over some years of $7,000; I think, last year was about the last of it--I think you used about $1,000 a year; is that in connection with any of this, or is that another transaction?

Mr. Paul.

No; that's from the Miramar and the ice cream place that was in 1957. The place wasn't in existence in 1957.

Mr. Hubert.

Did you know a man by the name of George Senator?

Mr. Paul.

Yes, sir.

Mr. Hubert.

Tell us what you know about him, please, Mr. Paul?

Mr. Paul.

Well, he used to be a salesman, a dry goods salesman of men's apparel, let's call it, shirts and so forth.

Mr. Hubert.

Wholesale?

Mr. Paul.

No; retail--maybe wholesale, I don't know--he was working for some firm on the road. Well, it's Jack that made a friend of him you know what I mean, coming up to the club. They got friendly and in the last year I think he went into a novelty business with somebody--am I right?

Mr. Hubert.

That's the year 1963?

Mr. Paul.

I think so---some cars and little different things, a lot of a little truck, and then finally about--oh, maybe in July or August----

Mr. Hubert.

Of 1963?

Mr. Paul.

Yes; they pushed him out, I think.

Mr. Hubert.

You mean his company did?

Mr. Paul.

It isn't a company, they pushed, him out because he wasn't selling anything, or he was using up the money or something to that effect, and they pushed him out and he wasn't doing nothing and he was living with another man and they had an apartment and the other man got married and he didn't have no money, so Jack told him he could live with him until he could get another job, but that's George Senator.

Mr. Hubert.

How long have you known George?

Mr. Paul.

About 2 years.

Mr. Hubert.

And you think Ruby knew him about the same length of time?

Mr. Paul.

I think so--maybe a little longer.

Mr. Hubert.

Did he do any work around the Carousel?

Mr. Paul.

Who?

Mr. Hubert.

George Senator?

Mr. Paul.

I think he used to help him out on Saturday night. I don't know whether he paid him or not. Now, I would like to know who told you I get money out of the Carousel? I wish I did.

Mr. Hubert.

Of course, I can't answer that.

Mr. Paul.

I know, but somebody must have told you I get money out of that. You know what I used to do--I used to count the money for him at the end of the night because he was such a flip, you know what I mean, he used to argue with everybody that would count the money for him, and hold it until he went downstairs, so I gave it to him.

Mr. Hubert.

Tell us about that--that's interesting.

Mr. Paul.

Well, if I be there on Saturday night or Friday night, at the end of the night, he would say to me, "Clear the register." So, I would count the money. He says, "Let the boy from the bar give you the money and hold it until we come downstairs and I go to the car." And that's how I got the money.

Mr. Hubert.

So, you would be seen counting the money?

Mr. Paul.

Yes; that's right--that's why I wanted to know who told you.

Mr. Hubert.

But that's all it amounted to, just-that you had counted the money for him?

Mr. Paul.

That's all--I would bring it downstairs--he never carried it with him actually--I don't know why he carried so much money the last time. Actually, he used to throw it in the back of the car in the trunk and he said, "That's the place that nobody looks."

Mr. Hubert.

You mean you have known him to go home with money in the sack and he never put it on his person at all?

Mr. Paul.

No--in the back of the car.