Mr. BALL. Then what did he say?
Mrs. BLEDSOE. Didn't say anything and went on out the door.
Mr. BALL. Was there anything said about whether he would come to get
his clothes?
Mrs. BLEDSOE. No; not a thing.
Mr. BALL. Did he come back Saturday night?
Mrs. BLEDSOE. No.
Mr. BALL. When did he come back?
Mrs. BLEDSOE. Monday morning.
Mr. BALL. And from Saturday morning until Monday morning you didn't see
him?
Mrs. BLEDSOE. Uh-huh.
Mr. BALL. What time Monday morning did he come back?
Mrs. BLEDSOE. Between 8 and 9, 9 and 10. I mean.
Mr. BALL. When he came back did he have anything with him?
Mrs. BLEDSOE. No.
Mr. BALL. Have his bag?
Mrs. BLEDSOE. No; didn't say a word to him. He--I didn't say a word to
him.
Mr. BALL. When he came back did he have anything in his hand?
Mrs. BLEDSOE. No.
Mr. BALL. Did you see him leave?
Mrs. BLEDSOE. Yes; I did.
Mr. BALL. What did he take with him?
Mrs. BLEDSOE. He had that bag.
Mr. BALL. What bag?
Mrs. BLEDSOE. The bag, you see, he had two.
Mr. BALL. Yes.
Mrs. BLEDSOE. But, I never noticed it. I don't know what kind it was or
anything.
Mr. BALL. When he left, he had one bag when he left?
Mrs. BLEDSOE. One bag.
Mr. BALL. Do you know whether it was the duffelbag?
Mrs. BLEDSOE. No; I couldn't say for sure.
Mr. BALL. Do you remember what color it was?
Mrs. BLEDSOE. No; just navy blue. I don't know which one he carried, or
what they were or what. I didn't pay any attention to it.
Mr. BALL. You don't know whether both bags were navy blue, or different
colors?
Mrs. BLEDSOE. No.
Mr. BALL. You know one was navy blue?
Mrs. BLEDSOE. That's right.
Mr. BALL. When he left, did he say anything to you?
Mrs. BLEDSOE. No.
Mr. BALL. Or did you say anything to him?
Mrs. BLEDSOE. No. I said, "Good luck." You know, I thought to myself,
"That's good riddance," and I looked in his room and it was all right,
and nothing was disturbed.
Mr. BALL. Had he cleaned it up?
Mrs. BLEDSOE. No; it was dirty.
Mr. BALL. Did he leave anything around the room?
Mrs. BLEDSOE. No; somehow I saw a map. I believe he left that map.
Mr. BALL. What map?
Mrs. BLEDSOE. A map of Dallas where he could get around to get some
places, jobs.
Mr. BALL. What did you do with that map?
Mrs. BLEDSOE. Throwed it in the garbage.
Mr. BALL. Threw it away?
Mrs. BLEDSOE. Yes.
Mr. BALL. Was it a map, kind of a map put out by the service stations?
Mrs. BLEDSOE. Yes; one of those kinds. I just threw it away and cleaned
up the room. Just threw it away.
Mr. BALL. Did the map have any markings on it?
Mrs. BLEDSOE. Yes.
Mr. BALL. You know--do you know what the markings were?
Mrs. BLEDSOE. No; didn't pay any attention to it.
Mr. BALL. Now, did you ever see him again?
Mrs. BLEDSOE. Yes.
Mr. BALL. When?
Mrs. BLEDSOE. Well, I thought. "Well, he is gone," and forgot it.
Mr. BALL. But, before you go into that, I notice you have been reading
from some notes before you.
Mrs. BLEDSOE. Well, because I forget what I have to say.
Mr. BALL. When did you make those notes?
Mrs. BLEDSOE. What day did I make them?
Miss DOUTHIT. When Mr. Sorrels and I were talking about her going to
Washington, he made the suggestion that she put all the things down
on paper because she might forget something, and I said, "Mary, you
put everything on a piece of paper so that you can remember it and you
won't forget anything, you know, what happened," and that's when she
started making notes.
Mr. BALL. You have made the notes in the last week?
Mrs. BLEDSOE. Yes.
Miss DOUTHIT. At my suggestion and Mr. Sorrels.
Mr. BALL. You didn't make any notes during the week he was there?
Mrs. BLEDSOE. No; I didn't pay any attention to him.
Mr. BALL. Your address, make sure that we have this. The address where
you were living on the 7th of October was 621 Marsalis--North Marsalis,
Dallas, Tex.?
Mrs. BLEDSOE. That's right. Marsalis.
Mr. BALL. And you are still living there, aren't you?
Mrs. BLEDSOE. Yes.
Mr. BALL. And the foreign language that you heard Oswald using over the
telephone on this Wednesday afternoon, do you know what the language
was?
Mrs. BLEDSOE. No; I didn't.
Mr. BALL. Are you familiar with the Spanish language?
Mrs. BLEDSOE. No; I am not. Not familiar with any of them.
Mr. BALL. All you know it was not English?
Mrs. BLEDSOE. No.
Mr. BALL. But, you can't tell what language?
Mrs. BLEDSOE. No.
Mr. BALL. Can you make a guess?
Mrs. BLEDSOE. No; I have no idea. I do, because the girl is Spanish,
but I don't know whether he called her or not.
Mr. BALL. What girl is Spanish?
Mrs. BLEDSOE. I mean--his wife was Russian.
Mr. BALL. Russian.
Mrs. BLEDSOE. I don't know.
Mr. BALL. Now, when did you see Oswald again?
Mrs. BLEDSOE. Well, I went down to the parade. Oh, when was the parade?
The 22d of--the next--22d of February--when was the parade?
Mr. BALL. The 22d of November the President came to Dallas.
Mrs. BLEDSOE. And I first got off at Neiman's and I--the parade didn't
come on, and I kept walking on up, and walked in front of Titche's
over on that side there, and I saw the parade there. He passed--I saw
the President, oh, I was happy I got to see him. And--so then I got on
across and went over to the Athletic Club, and caught the bus.
Mr. BALL. What bus did you catch?
Mrs. BLEDSOE. Well, I don't remember whether it was the Marsalis or the
Romana.
Mr. BALL. Both go by your house, do they? What was the last one?
Mrs. BLEDSOE. The Marsalis.
Mr. BALL. What was the second name?
Mrs. BLEDSOE. Romana.
Mr. BALL. And both go west on Elm?
Mrs. BLEDSOE. Right--so, I got on the bus, and while it was awfully
crowded there----
Mr. BALL. You mean crowded on the bus?
Mrs. BLEDSOE. No; outside.
Mr. BALL. Were there many people on the bus?
Mrs. BLEDSOE. No.
Mr. BALL. How many people on the bus?
Mrs. BLEDSOE. Oh, about 10.
Mr. BALL. And what was the location on Elm where you boarded this bus?
Mrs. BLEDSOE. At the Athletic Club.
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 I 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?