A little after one in the morning, Miss Maudie Atkinson’s house caught on fire. The fire spewed from the dining-room windows and it slowly devoured the house. The old fire truck that had been killed by the cold, was being pushed through the streets by a crowd of men. When the men attached the hose to a hydrant, the hose burst and water shot up, falling to the pavement. Then the men took the furniture from Miss Maudie’s house to the yard across the street. Faces appeared in the windows upstairs and furniture was thrown out the window. Suddenly men started moving down the street, away from the house. The fire was well into the second floor by then and it had eaten it's way to the roof. With the window frames black against the vivid orange, a
