This accomplished, he ordered fires built; but there was not a soldier of them all whose hands could clasp an ax-handle, so weak and numbed with cold were they.
He was not to be baffled, however.

If fire could not be had, exercise must serve its purpose.

Hastily pouring some powder into his hand he dampened it and blacked his face.

"Victory, men, victory!" he shouted, taking off his hat and beginning to leap and dance.

"Come on! We'll have a war dance and then a feast, as soon as the meat arrives that I have sent for.