The tough and enduring North, ready to sustain any number of defeats and yet win, was pouring forward her troops with a devotion that would have wrung tears from a stone.

And she was destined to do it again and again through dark and weary years.
The two men walked further away, still talking, but Harry and Dalton could no longer hear what they were saying.

The rockets soared again in the pass, and were answered in the east, but now nearer, and the two knew that it was not worth while to linger any longer.

They knew the vital fact that ten thousand men were advancing through the pass, and that all the rest was superfluity.

And time had a value beyond price to their cause..