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Some think of others. Said Queen Marie Antoinette, after she stepped by accident on her executioner's foot: "Monsieur, I beg your pardon." "Let not poor Nelly starve," said Charles II of his mistress, Nell Gwyn. And George M. Cohan's last words were of his wife: "Look after Agnes." But few have left behind them last words as filled with dignity and grace as those of an Indian chief named Crowfoot, leader of the Blackfoot Confederacy: "A little while and I will be gone from among you, whither I cannot tell. From nowhere we come, into nowhere we go. What is life? It is a flash of a firefly in the night. It is a breath of a buffalo in the winter time. It is as the little shadow that runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset."