The snow was so deep, the path so narrow, the days were at shortest.

The first of the troops reached the cave while it was yet daylight; but some men had to wait for morning on horseback.

The cave seemed to be too small for all, so I would not go in.

I felt that for me to be warm and comfortable while my men were in snow and drift; for me to sleep at my ease while my followers were in trouble and distress, would be unfair.

I felt that whatever their sufferings might be, I ought to share them.