he lived for several days after he was shot , and toward the end , his wife started crying and screaming , `` i want to go , too ! still on her side , she lifted her left leg . these indians are magical like the fairies back home . he shook his head , bringing my hand to his mouth and pressing a sweet kiss to the back of it . had that eager volunteer spirit of the newly retired . i wander around backstage until i find the side door that leads to the water fountain . 