Somehow, it was hotter then.Men""s stiff collars wilted by nine in the morning.Ladies bathed before noon after heir three o""clock naps.And by nightfall were like soft teacakes with frostin""s of sweat and sweet talcum.The day was 24 hours long, but it seemed longer.There was no hurry, for there was nowhere o go and nothin"" to buy...and no money to buy it with.Although Maycomb County had recently been told that it had nothin"" to fear but fear itself...That summer, I was six years old.Early one morning, one of the poor farmers from the countryside hit hard by the Depression, Walter Cunningham (Crahan Denton) drives through town in a horse-drawn wagon.The ordeal ended when Molly, who ducked between them and escaped getting hit, grabbed Will""s gun and shot Dolarhyde in the forehead.A closeup of crickets on the stalks.Italian is heard being spoken among the migrants.As the sun sets, Bill, Abby, and Linda engage in a playful game of tag.The sun rises at dawn - reddish-brown clouds provide a backdrop for a silhouetted scarecrow, whose right arm blows back and forth in the wind.When he rides forward and approaches closer for a better look, the fort appears filled with an entire garrison of lifeless, dead Legionnaires"" corpses propped up at every parapet.