Conditions were bad in the cavalry, but they were not so bad as they were in the infantry.

And Druot of the artillery also kept it together in the retreat.

Guns, cannon, were more precious almost than men.
Now early that morning, while it was yet dark, they were called up from their broken sleep to undertake what to them was another purposeless march.

Even the Eagles drooped in the hands of their bearers.

The soldiers did not know, they could not see.