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Statement of Glen Steward I was s i t t in g In the lobby o f the Company Soomlng^house w ith my bro th er Barry Stewart about 9|30 In the raornlrg o f Sunday January 13th, 1941 when a man came down the s t a i r s dressed In a p a ir o f d ir t y w hite oourdoroys, an o ld faded green c o a t, almost gray and a d ir t y g ra y hat* He was about 40 years o ld , about 5 f t . S in , weighing about 130 lb s . He went r ig h t out the fr o n t door and seamed to be in an aw fu l hurry* He was gone a l i t t l e w h ile , than came back a g a in , by h im se lf. Be ran up s t a ir s and was there Just a few minutes and came running down the s t a ir s and out the fro n t door. Sh ortly a f t e r , a student brakemaa earns down in to the lobby and s a id he was in h is room a s le e p and Just woke up In time to sea th is fe llo w going out the d o o r, and looked over on the d re sse r 'and saw h is ten d o lla r s in s i lv e r was gone. Then Harry, my b ro th e r, and I took the student brakeman down to the p o lic e s ta tio n and gave a d e s c rip tio n o f the man* Engineer.
