Much farther down our colonist landed with the supplies.

Without a moment's loss we packed our things on the horses and continued our journey.

The wind was growing stronger and colder.

At the dawn of day the cold was intense.

Our soaked clothes froze and became hard as leather; our teeth chattered; and in our eyes showed the red fires of fever: but we traveled on to put as much space as we could between ourselves and the Partisans.