Mr. Ball.

What cross street is that, do you remember?

Mrs. Bledsoe.

St. Paul.

Mr. Ball.

St. Paul? You got on at St. Paul? St. Paul and Elm?
Mrs.. BLEDSOE. Uh-huh.

Mr. Ball.

And the bus was going in what direction?

Mrs. Bledsoe.

West.

Mr. Ball.

All right, now, tell me what happened?

Mrs. BLEDSOE. And, after we got past Akard, at Murphy---I figured it out. Let's see. I don't know for sure. Oswald got on. He looks like a maniac. His sleeve was out here [indicating]. His shirt was undone.

Mr. Ball.

You are indicating a sleeve of a shirt?

Mrs. Bledsoe.

Yes.

Mr. Ball.

It was unraveled?

Mrs. BLEDSOE. Was a hole in it, hole, and he was dirty, and I didn't look at him. I didn't want to know 1 even seen him, and I just looked off, and then about that time the motorman said the President had been shot, and I sit--when I go to town I sit this way on the bus. The motorman is right there [indicating], and I sit right there so that I can get off.
Mr. BALL. You mean--where do you sit with reference to the motorman, one seat or two seats behind him?
Mrs. BLEDSOE. I don't--the motorman is here, and I sit across in the seat across the way.
Mr. BALL. Now, on this day when you boarded the bus, is that the seat you took?

Mrs. Bledsoe.

I always did.

Mr. Ball.

Would that be the first seat on the right-hand side?

Mrs. Bledsoe.

Yes.

Mr. Ball.

First seat on the bus?

Mrs. Bledsoe.

Well----
Miss DOUTHIT. Side seat.

Mr. Ball.

Oh, it is a side seat? Was that side seat so that you were facing the motorman?

Mrs. Bledsoe.

Uh-huh.

Mr. Ball.

When Oswald got on, you then weren't facing him, were you?

Mrs. Bledsoe.

No; but I saw that it was him.

Mr. Ball.

How close did he pass to you as he boarded the bus?

Mrs. Bledsoe.

Just in front of me. Just like this [indicating].

Mr. Ball.

Just a matter of a foot or two?
Mrs. BLEDSOE,. Uh-huh.

Mr. Ball.

When he got on the bus, did he say anything to the motorman?

Mrs. Bledsoe.

Oh, the motorman? I think--I don't know. I don't know.

Mr. Ball.

Where did he sit?

Mrs. Bledsoe.

He sat about halfway back down.

Mr. Ball.

On what side?

Mrs. Bledsoe.

On the same side I was on.

Mr. Ball.

Same side

Mrs. Bledsoe.

No, sir.

Mr. Ball.

Did he look at you as he went by? Did he look at you?

Mrs. Bledsoe.

I don't know. I didn't look at him. That is---I was just---he looked so bad in his face, and his face was so distorted.

Mr. Ball.

Did he have a hat on?

Mrs. Bledsoe.

No.

Mr. Ball.

Now, what color shirt did he have on?

Mrs. Bledsoe.

He had a brown shirt.

Mr. Ball.

And unraveled?

Mrs. Bledsoe.

Hole in his sleeve right here [indicating].

Mr. Ball.

Which is the elbow of the sleeve? That is, you pointed to the elbow?

Mrs. Bledsoe.

Well, it is.

Mr. Ball.

And that would be which elbow, right or left elbow?

Mrs. Bledsoe.

Right.

Mr. Ball.

Did he have anything on. Was the shirt open or was it buttoned?