on the first year they mailed her a tax notice. February came, and there was no reply.
"I have no taxes in Jefferson. Coloel Satoris explained it to me. perhaps one of you can gain access to the city records and satisfy yourselves
send her word to have her place cleaned up. Give her a certain time to do it in.
the next night, after midnight, four men crossed Miss Emily's lawn. They broke open the cellar doors and sprinkled lime there, and in all the buildings
The day after her fathers death, all the ladies prepared to call at the house and offer condolence and aid, as our custom.
Miss Emily met them at the door, dressed as usual, with no trace of grief on her face. She told them that her father was not dead.
"I want some poison" Emily said to the druggist, "why of course, but the law requires you to tell what you are going to use it for
she is going to kill herself, the town thought. when she first begun to be seen with Homer Barron, we said "she will marry him" but then said "she will persuade him"
the two female cousins came at once, they held the funeral the second day. there was one room in that region above the stairs which no one had seen in 40yrs, they waited until Miss Emily was decently in the ground before they opened it.
she died in one of the downstairs rooms, in a walnut bed with a curtain, her gray head propped on a pillow yellow and moldy with age and lack of sunlight
there the man lay himself, the bodu apparently once lain in the attitude of an embrace
then we noticed in the second pillow there was the indentation of a head, we saw a long strong of iron-grey hair