He buried his dead; he gathered together the wounded, and afraid to allow even a night for rest, he marched his party all through the night, and by morning they were upon the shores of Lake George.
"I will fetch a sledge for the wounded," quoth Stark, full of energy and enterprise as usual.

"It will puzzle the enemy to find the route we have taken.

Lie you here close and keep watch and ward, and I will fetch succour from the fort before the French have time to seek us out." This was good counsel, and Rogers followed it.

Stark, after a quick journey across the ice, brought sledges and soldiers from the fort, and in a few more days the Rangers were brought back in triumph to their huts without Fort William Henry, where they were content to lie idle for a short while, recovering from their wounds and fatigues.

Hardly a man had escaped uninjured; and some were very dangerously wounded, and died from the effects of the injuries received.