No man knew whither he was climbing.

Some asked how many more days it would take; others if they might stop for a moment at the moon.

At last they came to the eternal snows.

There the toil was less severe.

The gun-logs slid upon the snow, and they went faster.
One fact will show the measure of power given to the artilleryman who commanded each gun.
General Chamberlhac was passing.