Litchfield enquirer., 1834-12-18
No. 28.-WHOLE No. 444.

only haS more nutriMent, but ImPartS a ~ much greater degree of cheerfHlness. He that eats old ripe bread will have much greater flow of animal spirits than he would if he were to eat unripe bread.
 Bread as before observed, discharges car- bon and imbibes oxygen. One thing in connection with this thought should be par- ticuEarly noticed by all housewives. It is,to let the bread ripen' where it can inhate tho oxygen in pure state. Bread will always taste of the air that surrounds it while ripe- ning-hence ii should ripen where the air is pure. 1t should never ripen in cellar, nor in close cupboard, nor in bed- room. The noxious vapors of a cellar or a cupboard should never enter into and form part of the bread we eat. The writer of this article has often eaten bread of this kind, and has felt strongly disposed to lecture the mistress of the house on the subject of keeping bread in pure atmos- phere. Every man and woman ought to know that much of health and comfort de- bends upon the method of preparing their food. Bread should be light, wsN baked and properly Tipened before it should be eaten.-N [. Farmer.
 
 In no one instance was the fortitude of Washington so fully tes,ed-,he courage his presence always inspired among the soldiers, and the influence he had over the army, more strikingly exemplifed than in crossing the Delaware, and at the battle of Trenton. It was a cold December night, that the weary aud heart-broken army halt ed on the banks of the Delaware. The night was cheerless, dark and tempestuous, and was strictly analogous to the forlorn aspect of our country's fortune. Ere they had prepared to cross the river. the sky lowered, and the storm came on; the snow and hail beat with mcrciless violence on the half-clad, half-starved soldiers, and its wailings were, tn fancy's ear, the knell of forlorn hopes, and the dirge of liberty thGt liberty for which they had so long been struggling. The stream was impet- uous, and its surface covered with ice, and an attempt to cross it at that time, was at the imminent risk of their lives, and its ac- complishment apparently beyond the bounds of human possibility. Yet by the assistance of Providence and tho frmness of Washington, it was done, and the gIori- ous result of that day is recorded in the an nals of our country'S fame. The follow. ing touching description of the situation of the soldiers on the day previous to the en- gagement, and an elegant picture of the battle, is of an interesting character, being connected with the most important crisis of our country's fate, and related, as itis, by one who was an actor in the scene:
 "From where we landed on the Jersey shore, to Trenton, was about nine miles and on the whole lino of march there was scarcely word uttered, except the orders given by the officers. We were we'll nigh exhausted-many of US ost-bitten, and l the majority of US so badly shod that tho blood gushed from our frozen and lacerated feet at every tread. Yet we upbraided not--complained not-but marched steadi- ly aud firmly, though mournfully, onward, resolved to persevere to the utmoSt-not for our country-alas 1! that we had given up for losi-nOt for OurseIves-lfe for us no longer wore charm-but because such ,cos tie wiN of our Chief-it was for Washington alone we were willing to make the sacrifice. When we arrived in sight of the enemy's encamPments,j we were order ed to form a line, when Washington re- viewed US. Pale and emaciated, dispiri,ed and exhausted, we presented most un- warlke and melancholy aspect. The pa ternal eye of our chief was quick to discern the extent of our sufCerings and acknow- ledge them with his tears, but suddenly checking his emotions, he reminded US of our country, and all we held dear was stalk ed on the coming battle. As he spoke we began to gather ourselves up and rally our energies i; every man grasped his arms more firmly; and the clenched hand, the compressed lip, the steadfast look, and the knit brow, told the souls resolve. Wash ington observed US well then did he ex- hort US witt all the fervor of his soul, "on wonder field to conquer or die the death of the brave."
 At this instant, the glorious sun, as if in prophetic token of our success, burst forth in all it's splendor, bathing in liquid light the blue hills of Jersey. The faces that but few moments before were blanch- ed with despair, now glowed with martial
 fire and animation. Our chief with exul- ta,ion hailed the scene then casting his doubts to the winds, and calling on the God of Battles" and his faithful soldiers. led on the charge. For more than twenty minutes not gun was fred-the sabre and the bayOnet did the work of destruc- l ton 1t was a hurricane t,f fra eteel and