I wish to Heaven I was married," she said resentfully as she attacked the yams with loathing. "I'm tired of everlastingly being unnatural and never doing anything I want to do. I'm tired of acting like I don't eat more than a bird, and walking when I want to run and saying I feel faint after a waltz, when I could dance for two days and never get tired. I'm tired of saying, 'How wonderful you are!' to fool men who haven't got one-half the sense I've got, and I'm tired of pretending I don't know anything, so men can tell me things and feel important while they're doing it... I can't eat another bite.

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.