Three or four more shells raked the woods, and then there was no reply.
The boats steamed steadily on.

Only one or two of the young soldiers had been hurt and they but lightly.

All rolled themselves again in their blankets and coats and went back to sleep.
The second awakening was about half way between midnight and dawn.
Something cold was continually dropping on Dick's face and he awoke to find hundreds of sheeted and silent white forms lying motionless upon the deck.

Snow was falling swiftly out of a dark sky, and the fleet was moving slowly.

In the darkness and stillness the engines throbbed powerfully, and the night was lighted fitfully by the showers of sparks that gushed now and then from the smoke stacks.
Dick thought of rising and brushing the snow from his blankets, but he was so warm inside them that he yawned once or twice and went to sleep again.