In the dull twilight of the winter afternoon she came to the end of a long road which had begun the night Atlanta fell. She had set her feet upon that road a spoiled, selfish and untried girl, full of youth, warm of emotion, easily bewildered by life. Now, at the end of the road, there was nothing left of that girl. Hunger and hard labor, fear and constant strain, the terrors of war and the terrors of Reconstruction had taken away all warmth and youth and softness. About the core of her being, a shell of hardness had formed and, little by little, layer by layer, the shell had thickened during the endless months.

She had two brothers Russell Stephens Mitchell who died in infancy in 1894 and Alexander Stephens Mitchell born in 1896. 1913) a half-white Indian brave Jack must withstand the pain inflicted upon him to uphold his honor and win the girl. She hears her older sister being raped and shoots the rapist:

Coldly dispassionately Margaret Mitchell viewed him the chill steel of the gun giving her confidence.

For it Margaret Mitchell won the National Book Award for Most DistinguiMargaret Mitchelld Novel of 1936 and the Pulitzer Prize for Fiction in 1937. In more recent years a collection of Mitchell's girlhood writings and a novella Margaret Mitchell wrote as a teenager Lost Laysen have been publiMargaret Mitchelld.