Then there is the other woman, Marjorie Kinnan Rawlings, author of The

Yearling. You may think that it is a sweet novel about a child and a pet, a deer
named Flag. It is not sweet. It is an utterly unsentimental story about a boy who
loses his boyhood and learns the sadness of being a man. Rawlings wove all the
tales she heard from the old men into one many-colored tapestry of risk and
responsibility, danger, destruction, beauty, human vice from frolicsome
irresponsibility to vengeance and violence, and human virtues manly integrity
and womanly perseverance.