convince them that their memories had been at fault.

 After much choking
 After much choking. Boxer could not get beyond the letter D. was shown in the fact that he trusted nobody. comrade. After a few minutes the men were seen to be running in all directions. so it was said-at Foxwood. of course. He intended."Bravery is not enough. And by the time the sheep had quieted down. comrade? Have we not driven the enemy off our soil-the sacred soil of Animal Farm? ""But they have destroyed the windmill.The animals had their breakfast. which was a Saturday. quick!" he shouted. who looked like a publican. There had also been a very strange custom. All animals should go naked. by a special decree of Comrade Napoleon.The farm had had a fairly successful year.After his hoof had healed up. He walked heavily round the shed. and then the poultry. and. He walked heavily round the shed. "Boxer will pick up when the spring grass comes on"; but the spring came and Boxer grew no fatter. The attempt to tame the wild creatures.Three days later it was announced that he had died in the hospital at Willingdon. and the animals crept silently away. Three of them had their heads broken by blows from Boxer's hoofs; another was gored in the belly by a cow's horn; another had his trousers nearly torn off by Jessie and Bluebell.

"He is dead. who had seemed uneasy for some time past. so that that year the hens barely hatched enough chicks to keep their numbers at the same level. "You do not imagine. had agreed to act as intermediary between Animal Farm and the outside world. Whenever anything went wrong it became usual to attribute it to Snowball. And again. they reasoned. he would say only "Donkeys live a long time. for the pigs had marched back into the farmhouse. Napoleon acted swiftly and ruthlessly. like a piece of artillery. they could already read and write perfectly. we must not come to resemble him. There is a pretty good store of stone accumulated. the anniversary of the Battle of the Cowshed.On the day appointed for the banquet."Comrades. saved five bushels of corn at the harvest by gathering up the stray grains.Sometimes the work was hard; the implements had been designed for human beings and not for animals. Moreover. When time passed and the animals had evidently not starved to death. But alas! his strength had left him; and in a few moments the sound of drumming hoofs grew fainter and died away. Major was already ensconced on his bed of straw. Squealer was with them for the greater part of every day. and then where should we be? Suppose you had decided to follow Snowball. A deputation of neighbouring farmers had been invited to make a tour of inspection. There lay Boxer. Too amazed and frightened to speak.

 Even in the farmhouse. who was Mr. "I trust that every animal here appreciates the sacrifice that Comrade Napoleon has made in taking this extra labour upon himself. who was a dangerous character and a bad influence."Man is the only creature that consumes without producing. together with the regular work of the farm. except those of the pigs and the dogs. the Whiter Wool Movement for the sheep. lay in working hard and living frugally. Without saying anything. and their udders were almost bursting. suitable for drawing on. These scenes of terror and slaughter were not what they had looked forward to on that night when old Major first stirred them to rebellion. so that when evening came. They had never seen animals behave like this before." and "memoranda. your resolution must never falter. Until now the animals had been about equally divided in their sympathies. "Jones's shot only grazed him. the other would declare that it was useless for anything except roots. Nevertheless. walking with the utmost care for fear of disturbing anything. Today he and his friends had visited Animal Farm and inspected every inch of it with their own eyes. Even the hens and ducks came. is a friend. hundreds of sheep-and all of them living in a comfort and a dignity that are now almost beyond our imagining.""That is the true spirit. with half a gallon for Napoleon himself. Every day Snowball and Napoleon sent out flights of pigeons whose instructions were to mingle with the animals on neighbouring farms.

 and when they came back in the evening it was noticed that the milk had disappeared. and the expensive medicines for which Napoleon had paid without a thought as to the cost. none was so bitter as the one that took place over the windmill. Truth to tell."It's no longer needed. Jones's trap.They limped into the yard. and there was a hush. "we have our lower classes!" This bon mot set the table in a roar; and Mr. we must not come to resemble him. The one argued that if they could not defend themselves they were bound to be conquered. They had also dropped their championship of Jones. "we have our lower classes!" This bon mot set the table in a roar; and Mr. Some progress was made in the dry frosty weather that followed. Jones. Their relations with the human race were now not quite the same as they had been before. But suddenly the dogs sitting round Napoleon let out deep. they stood gazing mournfully at the litter of fallen stone Napoleon paced to and fro in silence. as the animals had previously imagined. how many thousands of gallons of milk have you given during this last year? And what has happened to that milk which should have been breeding up sturdy calves? Every drop of it has gone down the throats of our enemies. however. They would meet in the public-houses and prove to one another by means of diagrams that the windmill was bound to fall down. with the nine young dogs forming a semicircle round them. he said. In the evenings she lay in his stall and talked to him. far too big to be used as they were. though their decisions had to be ratified by a majority vote. But the superior quality of Napoleon's mind. string.

 The rats. and in spite of the efforts of Napoleon and Boxer to rally them.But a few days later Muriel."And he moved off at his lumbering trot and made for the quarry. and a murmur of dismay went round. Boxer worked harder than ever. and all the animals. who was marching ahead with a gun in his hands. but any animal who absented himself from it would have his rations reduced by half. grazing side by side and never speaking. tortured one another with red-hot horseshoes. it was that they did not want Jones back. Whymper. Squealer told them that the pigs had to expend enormous labours every day upon mysterious things called "files. the nose-rings. with both simultaneously. Immediately the dogs bounded forward. set forth his reasons for advocating the building of the windmill. was only now for the first time announcing it-that the name "Animal Farm" had been abolished. twenty cows. however." he said. In these days Napoleon rarely appeared in public. the stores of food for the winter were none too plentiful. and were also ordered to drop their former slogan of "Death to Humanity" in favour of "Death to Frederick. First came the three dogs. To tell you the truth. No one believes more firmly than Comrade Napoleon that all animals are equal. who only sprang from his place just in time to escape their snapping jaws.

 No one believes more firmly than Comrade Napoleon that all animals are equal. ad exclaim in a terrible voice. They were all slain on the spot. He was closeted there for hours at a time. who were generally recognised as being the cleverest of the animals. There was nothing with which they could compare their present lives: they had nothing to go upon except Squealer's lists of figures. He turned to go. The situation was quite out of their control. But of all their controversies."Bravery is not enough. a huge cloud of black smoke was hanging where the windmill had been.With one accord they dashed down to the spot. Jones woke up.""But he was wounded. and it was agreed by an overwhelming majority that rats were comrades. The next moment a choking roar of rage sounded from Napoleon's apartments.The animals decided unanimously to create a military decoration. attended by his dogs and his cockerel. Then they saw what Clover had seen. they would perhaps have noted that the white hoof and horn with which it had previously been marked had now been removed." These were large sheets of paper which had to be closely covered with writing. The dog shrieked for mercy and the other two fled with their tails between their legs.They had just finished singing it for the third time when Squealer.For the first few minutes the animals could hardly believe in their good fortune. Moses said. Panic overtook them. with all the brainwork we have to do nowadays. and often as they lay in the field they would all start bleating "Four legs good. and was holding it against her shoulder and admiring herself in the glass in a very foolish manner.

 Horse Slaughterer and Glue Boiler. Nevertheless. It had spread with astonishing speed.But a few days later Muriel. The animals carried on as best they could with the rebuilding of the windmill. and in a couple of minutes every animal was at his post. Rumours of a wonderful farm. such as the animals had never smelt before. Suddenly he halted as though his mind were made up. who had just come in to lay again. and the flimsy white things stirred and rustled in his breath. all the sheep burst out into a tremendous bleating of-"Four legs good. The force of the explosion had flung them to distances of hundreds of yards. an especially devoted follower of Napoleon. he said. and seemed almost indifferent as to the effect he produced. contemptible act. would be suppressed. four pigeons were sent to Foxwood with a conciliatory message. reading the newspapers. flung themselves flat on their bellies and hid their faces."And he moved off at his lumbering trot and made for the quarry. They were gored. the sheep developed a great liking for this maxim. covering more than half the floor.Napoleon himself appeared at the meeting on the following Sunday morning and pronounced a short oration in Boxer's honour. who were the brains of the farm. I have had much time for thought as I lay alone in my stall. finally.

 "Boxer will pick up when the spring grass comes on"; but the spring came and Boxer grew no fatter. for I am one of the lucky ones. how excellent this water tastes!" The general feeling on the farm was well expressed in a poem entitled Comrade Napoleon.A thought struck Clover. Jones was asleep. and when he did. but she did not sound very convinced. Napoleon appeared to change countenance. The four pigs waited. that they lived longer. Why. As his last act upon earth. Boxer would even come out at nights and work for an hour or two on his own by the light of the harvest moon. If asked why. then the sheep. wearing both his medals (for he had recently awarded himself "Animal Hero. mistaken ideas had been current. The animals had assumed as a matter of course that these would be shared out equally; one day."Jones used sometimes to mix some of it in our mash. and occasionally feeding Moses on crusts of bread soaked in beer. This was more than the hungry animals could bear. in the late afternoon. rich. it might be in a week or in a hundred years. just on the other side of that dark cloud that you can see-there it lies. surely. he said.6. well aware that everything that they did was for the benefit of themselves and those of their kind who would come after them.

 the thunder of the gun. After a moment. It was fully realised that though the human beings had been defeated in the Battle of the Cowshed they might make another and more determined attempt to recapture the farm and reinstate Mr. some had four. and for a few moments they appeared to go quite mad. One of the cows broke in the door of the store-shed with her horn and all the animals began to help themselves from the bins. No argument must lead you astray. inexperienced though the animals were. which was guarded at each door by fierce-looking dogs."Never mind the milk. Many years ago. Old Major (so he was always called. two legs better!"It went on for five minutes without stopping. and their appetites were always good. At last they could stand it no longer. "that we pigs now sleep in the beds of the farmhouse? And why not? You did not suppose. A large jug was circulating. said Squealer. He formed the Egg Production Committee for the hens. however. now clean of flesh. now. which was guarded at each door by fierce-looking dogs. "Fools! Do you not see what is written on the side of that van?"That gave the animals pause. so she said. the animals waited. They were fine upstanding beasts. as she had protected the lost brood of ducklings with her foreleg on the night of Major's speech. after all.

 It was noticed that they wagged their tails to him in the same way as the other dogs had been used to do to Mr. was no better than a criminal?""He fought bravely at the Battle of the Cowshed. would you. it came back to me in my dream. two legs bad!" which went on for nearly a quarter of an hour and put an end to any chance of discussion.The animals huddled about Clover. then the horses. comrades. he said. "Are you certain that this is not something that you have dreamed. Benjamin. get out!" But the van was already gathering speed and drawing away from them. quick!" he shouted. and the whole farm was asleep in a moment. with guilt written on every line of their countenances. "Snowball! He has been here! I can smell him distinctly!" and at the word "Snowball" all the dogs let out blood-curdling growls and showed their side teeth. Moses sprang off his perch and flapped after her. and only a few were edible. shrewd man. beginning to prance about and paw the ground." said Squealer. too.The two horses had just lain down when a brood of ducklings. so that that year the hens barely hatched enough chicks to keep their numbers at the same level. But there is another matter that must be attended to first. Long live Animal Farm! Long live Comrade Napoleon! Napoleon is always right. the strains of Beasts of England were mixed up. When captured. Napoleon ended his speech with his usual cry of "Long live Animal Farm!" and after the singing of Beasts of England the animals were dismissed.

 and the pigs occupied themselves with planning out the work of the coming season. the very day that those great muscles of yours lose their power."Mollie! Look me in the face. Slowly the breeze drifted it away. And you hens. Frequently he did not even appear on Sunday mornings. were also said to be in league with Snowball. And very comfortable beds they are too! But not more comfortable than we need. as well as on the other two anniversaries. "Vote for Snowball and the three-day week" and "Vote for Napoleon and the full manger. the poet. with the nine young dogs forming a semicircle round them." All animals were equal. He had gone out alone to drag a load of stone down to the windmill. and were also ordered to drop their former slogan of "Death to Humanity" in favour of "Death to Frederick. filled everyone with admiration. there was no doubt as to which way the vote would go. And when the human beings listened to it. it had been of a society of animals set free from hunger and the whip. and the following morning Squealer was able to tell them that he was well on the way to recovery. it got into the din of the smithies and the tune of the church bells. when panic was spreading and all seemed lost. For example.The farm was more prosperous now. The field beyond the orchard had already been sown with barley. With his dogs in attendance he set out and made a careful tour of inspection of the farm buildings. This work was strictly voluntary. The boy did not stir. the remaining animals.

 Pilkington and Mr. She had taken to flight as soon as the gun went off. Boxer and Clover. Snowball also busied himself with organising the other animals into what he called Animal Committees. and Whymper was negotiating the purchase of it. and the eggs were duly delivered. but was still short of money.Afterwards Squealer made a round of the farm and set the animals' minds at rest. then stood for a little while contemplating them out of the corner of his eye; then suddenly he lifted his leg. who had studied an old book of Julius Caesar's campaigns which he had found in the farmhouse. Frederick. When it was put to them in this light.The animals were thoroughly frightened. Her old eyes looked dimmer than ever. I had been looking forward to my retirement. beans. were no longer talked about. terrified. She appeared to be enjoying herself. There were times when it seemed to the animals that they worked longer hours and fed no better than they had done in Jones's day. The plans. And about half an hour later. Napoleon's own creation. The animals' blood boiled with rage when they heard of these things beingdone to their comrades. he cleared his throat and began:"Comrades. For the time being. the three dogs and the cat. They did not know when the Rebellion predicted by Major would take place. sheep.

 He had made arrangements with the cockerel to call him three-quarters of an hour earlier in the mornings instead of half an hour. and the pigs fell silent and sat down again. flirting her long tail and chewing at a stalk of hay. as the case might be. The hens perched themselves on the window-sills. ratcatcher breeches. now that it was truly their own food. There were more songs. or touch money. intimated that he too had a few words to say. and as strong as any two ordinary horses put together. crept away in a body."And now. Boldly enough the animals sallied forth to meet them. Did we not see for ourselves how he attempted-fortunately without success-to get us defeated and destroyed at the Battle of the Cowshed?"The animals were stupefied. it did seem to them after all that they had won a great victory. Pilkington's men was standing on the other side of the hedge. would you. and ought to subsist. They were lust coming down the stairs when Mollie was discovered to be missing. when they harvested the corn. and yet there is not one of us that owns more than his bare skin. the pigs sent for buckets and milked the cows fairly successfully. developed through long years. on the other hand. appetising scent. and had been bought by the veterinary surgeon. which was a Saturday. especially as they could no longer remember very clearly what conditions had been like before the Rebellion.

 Pilkington and Mr. It had been felt that the existence of a farm owned and operated by pigs was somehow abnormal and was liable to have an unsettling effect in the neighbourhood."Now. Yet he is lord of all the animals.""We must get help at once. On Midsummer's Eve. such as rats and rabbits-are they our friends or our enemies? Let us put it to the vote. Snowball had found in the harness-room an old green tablecloth of Mrs."Comrades!" he cried. what difference does it make whether we work for it or not?"." and the others had to be content with this cryptic answer. The next moment a choking roar of rage sounded from Napoleon's apartments. but never exercised his faculty. Jones too was dead-he had died in an inebriates' home in another part of the country. 'Forward." she said finally. After the hoisting of the flag. Her old eyes looked dimmer than ever. would read out to them lists of figures proving that the production of every class of foodstuff had increased by two hundred per cent. beasts of Ireland. Napoleon was so gratified that he left his place and came round the table to clink his mug against Mr. he would move rapidly to and fro. Every Sunday morning at ten o'clock the animals assembled in the big barn to receive their orders for the week. Napoleon ended his speech with a reminder of Boxer's two favourite maxims. was a piece of paper with a promise to pay written upon it. I am certain. for dogs at nine. and as fierce-looking as wolves. comrades.

Apart from the disputes over the windmill. but he was also a clever talker. but they were promptly silenced by a tremendous growling from the dogs. chewing at a lump of sugar. the spinney. The animals felt a little uneasy at this." This. I cannot describe that dream to you. They were executed immediately. through the agency of Whymper. Jones. A too rigid equality in rations. 'Animal Hero. though their decisions had to be ratified by a majority vote. had already recovered and made off. Do you give me your word of honour that that man was not stroking your nose?""It isn't true!" repeated Mollie. Even Boxer. Snowball was a more vivacious pig than Napoleon.Sweeter yet shall blow its breezesOn the day that sets us free. and as strong as any two ordinary horses put together. but by the time he knew them. but in a different form. but certain changes had been made recently in the routine of the farm which should have the effect of promoting confidence stiff further. They tiptoed up to the house. Napoleon ended his speech with his usual cry of "Long live Animal Farm!" and after the singing of Beasts of England the animals were dismissed. From now onwards Animal Farm would engage in trade with the neighbouring farms: not. even Snowball and Napoleon. How these were to be procured. Boxer worked harder than ever.

 but Squealer asked them shrewdly. and to finish it by the appointed date. hurriedly flung a few possessions into a carpet bag. against their will.Beasts of every land and clime. After surveying the ground. Snowball was secretly frequenting the farm by night! The animals were so disturbed that they could hardly sleep in their stalls. but now he seemed more like three horses than one; there were days when the entire work of the farm seemed to rest on his mighty shoulders. you do not want Jones back?"Once again this argument was unanswerable. He fidgeted to and fro. But the problem the animals could not at first solve was how to break up the stone into pieces of suitable size. and various new buildings had been added to it. and then where should we be? Suppose you had decided to follow Snowball. the great battles in which the human invaders had been defeated. sometimes shaking his forelock. "A horse's lungs do not last for ever. the pigeons fluttered up to the rafters. but appeared to lead to a hole in the hedge. which had become overgrown with birch saplings.HOW they toiled and sweated to get the hay in! But their efforts were rewarded." said somebody. It had spread with astonishing speed. and the three-day week.The very next morning the attack came. which was the signal for retreat. comrade? Have we not driven the enemy off our soil-the sacred soil of Animal Farm? ""But they have destroyed the windmill."Man is the only creature that consumes without producing. when he inclined toward Pilkington. The other animals sitting round her took it up.

 Did we not give him 'Animal Hero. to devote the rest of his life to learning the remaining twenty-two letters of the alphabet. the stones they had broken and carried so laboriously scattered all around. They were shown all over the farm. the whole farm burst out into Beasts of England in tremendous unison. But just at this moment Napoleon stood up and. could read somewhat better than the dogs. whose origin was unknown.' and half a bushel of apples to any animal who brings him to justice. my mother and the other sows used to sing an old song of which they knew only the tune and the first three words. by chasing him round and round a bonfire when he was suffering from a cough. And you. then. Then Snowball (for it was Snowball who was best at writing) took a brush between the two knuckles of his trotter. two legs better! Four legs good. The grass and the bursting hedges were gilded by the level rays of the sun. He believed that he was right in saying that the lower animals on Animal Farm did more work and received less food than any animals in the county. One Sunday morning Napoleon appeared in the barn and explained that he had never at any time contemplated selling the pile of timber to Frederick; he considered it beneath his dignity. He had made an arrangement with one of the cockerels to call him in the mornings half an hour earlier than anyone else. then the sheep who had been killed was given a solemn funeral. Finally he said:"I do not understand it. and suddenly remembering the glorious thing that had happened.""I have no wish to take life. Nothing could have been achieved without Boxer. The animals were at breakfast when the look-outs came racing in with the news that Frederick and his followers had already come through the five-barred gate. it was said. They were unfailing in their attendance at the secret meetings in the barn. He seldom talked.Mrs.

 and with an air almost of amusement. No one believes more firmly than Comrade Napoleon that all animals are equal. must surrender their eggs. Jones had spent sitting in the taproom of the Red Lion at Willingdon. The execution of the traitors this afternoon was the final act. so the pigeons said. it got into the din of the smithies and the tune of the church bells. It was announced that later. Comrade Napoleon. but also slept in the beds. although a hard master. drawn by two horses. kicked. in the barn. and then all together. I think you will be able to finish the windmill without me. twinkling eyes. crying out at the tops of their voices. but said quietly that Snowball's would come to nothing. the white goat. Jessie. Jones. and the men easily drove the geese off with their sticks. the thunder of the gun. tucked his fore hoofs beneath him. with raging south-west winds. These Seven Commandments would now be inscribed on the wall; they would form an unalterable law by which all the animals on Animal Farm must live for ever after. it was noticed. which were to be handed over before the timber was removed.

Throughout the year the animals worked even harder than they had worked in the previous year To rebuild the windmill.' Do you not understand what that means? They are taking Boxer to the knacker's! "A cry of horror burst from all the animals. and after that they settled down for the night and slept as they had never slept before. indeed. he said. as usual. Napoleon himself appearing in a black coat. and. was something called tactics. they were able to forget that their bellies were empty. No one stirred in the farmhouse before noon on the following day. and his eyes were full of tears."Impossible!" cried Napoleon. He took his meals alone. was "I will work harder!"-which he had adopted as his personal motto. looked closely at every detail of the plans and snuffed at them once or twice. comrades. menacing growls. would be suppressed. They had also dropped their championship of Jones. It was the first time that they had ever seen Benjamin excited-indeed. When Mr. however.ALL that year the animals worked like slaves. they drank from the pool. To tell you the truth. Whatever goes upon two legs is an enemy. The plot was for Snowball. never growing tired of it.

 which was started in March. except those of the pigs and the dogs. they held secret meetings in the barn and expounded the principles of Animalism to the others. nor ever could be much better or much worse-hunger. In the general rejoicings the unfortunate affair of the banknotes was forgotten. The dog shrieked for mercy and the other two fled with their tails between their legs. nails. he said. he did learn E. Pilkington."Muriel. But just at this moment Napoleon stood up and. and passed it on to the other animals by simple arguments. and for a few moments they appeared to go quite mad. There was nothing with which they could compare their present lives: they had nothing to go upon except Squealer's lists of figures. and they did not like to think of their sick comrade in the hands of human beings. but greatly preferred him to Frederick. They were going to knock the windmill down. he gnawed the bark off the fruit trees. and others had been bought who had never heard mention of such a thing before their arrival. He would put his snout to the ground. rapid voice. and as for the clever ones. nor ever could be much better or much worse-hunger. he said. and that they had more straw in their stalls and suffered less from fleas. his mug in his hand. and each gazed his fill. He had demanded payment in real five-pound notes.

Beasts of every land and clime. menacing growls. All the habits of Man are evil. In the end. It was noticed that whenever he seemed on the point of coming to an agreement with Frederick.The farm had had a fairly successful year. the halters. and of the habit. asked somebody. What was it that had altered in the faces of the pigs? Clover's old dim eyes flitted from one face to another. to bring back their lamented comrade's remains for interment on the farm. comrades? Have you any record of such a resolution? Is it written down anywhere?" And since it was certainly true that nothing of the kind existed in writing. he said. what discouragements they had overcome. could read somewhat better than the dogs. comrades. Still. He gave it as his opinion that Snowball had probably come from the direction of Foxwood Farm. It is called Beasts of England. and it was given out that they had died of coccidiosis. especially from Clover. Then there came a moment when the first shock had worn off and when. at the sound of the mingled voices. Pilkington's men was standing on the other side of the hedge. Boxer was the admiration of everybody. came in together. two legs bad" at crucial moments in Snowball's speeches. the animals were required to file past the skull in a reverent manner before entering the barn. Boxer professed not to be sorry for what had happened.

 too ignorant to realise what was happening. Benjamin and Clover could only be with Boxer after working hours. And as to the Battle of the Cowshed. hiding on Pinchfield Farm. Clover had not remembered that the Fourth Commandment mentioned sheets; but as it was there on the wall." he said finally." seemed to him a sufficient answer to all problems. You would often hear one hen remark to another. It had come to be accepted that the pigs. and in a couple of minutes every animal was at his post. the other animal must stand aside: and also that all pigs. how excellent this water tastes!" The general feeling on the farm was well expressed in a poem entitled Comrade Napoleon. comrade!" or "Whoa back. comrades. Its owner.The farm was more prosperous now. and as Napoleon was the only boar on the farm. As his last act upon earth.Three days later it was announced that he had died in the hospital at Willingdon.They had won. It is all lies. The banknotes were forgeries! Frederick had got the timber for nothing!Napoleon called the animals together immediately and in a terrible voice pronounced the death sentence upon Frederick. Between pigs and human beings there was not. But they were happy in their work; they grudged no effort or sacrifice. and let fly a charge of number 6 shot into the darkness. perpetually involved in lawsuits and with a name for driving hard bargains. It was noticed that they were especially liable to break into "Four legs good. was a tremendous labour. they had the entire song by heart within a few minutes.

 To see him toiling up the slope inch by inch. Yes. the animals waited.The three hens who had been the ringleaders in the attempted rebellion over the eggs now came forward and stated that Snowball had appeared to them in a dream and incited them to disobey Napoleon's orders. from the direction of the farm buildings. was in charge of the defensive operations. Nothing could be further from the truth! Their sole wish. it is a deep and heavy responsibility. while his favourite sow appeared in the watered silk dress which Mrs. Second Class. four pigeons were sent to Foxwood with a conciliatory message.Then they filed back to the farm buildings and halted in silence outside the door of the farmhouse. One false step. It is all lies. comrades. "We have built the walls far too thick for that. more hay. It must be due to some fault in ourselves. Clover was an old stout mare now. When asked whether he was not happier now that Jones was gone. and with an air almost of amusement. had agreed to act as intermediary between Animal Farm and the outside world. the spinney. They were shaken and miserable. making sure that there was a fox in the yard. it was to find that the stable-lad.Napoleon. Too amazed and frightened to speak. Snowball had made a close study of some back numbers of the Farmer and Stockbreeder which he had found in the farmhouse.

 and then by a hard frost which did not break till well into February. Mollie?""He didn't! I wasn't! It isn't true!" cried Mollie. the whole farm burst out into Beasts of England in tremendous unison. Benjamin. His tail had grown rigid and twitched sharply from side to side. At the Meetings Snowball often won over the majority by his brilliant speeches. He was indefatigable at this. The machinery had still to be installed. then. full of sympathy and concern. I shall follow in a few minutes."A bird's wing. skipping from side to side and whisking his tail. two legs better! Four legs good. simply took advantage of it. thinking to set back our plans and avenge himself for his ignominious expulsion. In its place Minimus. except Clover.

 were also said to be in league with Snowball. In the end they finished the harvest in two days' less time than it had usually taken Jones and his men. Boxer looked at Napoleon to know whether he should crush the dog to death or let it go. At the beginning they met with much stupidity and apathy. He talked learnedly about field drains. a grocer's van driving up to the farm once a week to take them away. and the pigs fell silent and sat down again. an especially devoted follower of Napoleon. Nothing could have been achieved without Boxer." and the others had to be content with this cryptic answer.The pigs had an even harder struggle to counteract the lies put about by Moses. and it was given out that they had died of coccidiosis. not far from the farm buildings. then the cows. At any rate. He too. where they were toppled over the edge. Nevertheless.

 Some of the animals had noticed that the van which took Boxer away was marked "Horse Slaughterer. The van began to gather speed. would have been contrary to the principles of Animalism. "to the hayfield! Let us make it a point of honour to get in the harvest more quickly than Jones and his men could do. were also said to be in league with Snowball. tell them the story of the Rebellion. until today. Some of the pigs themselves. Jones was breeding up for sale. he said. That night there was the sound of uproarious singing.One day in early summer Squealer ordered the sheep to follow him. "What he has done since is different. Only Clover remained. and Clover administered it to Boxer twice a day after meals. Boxer. At heart. Slowly the breeze drifted it away.

 Moses. and the skull had already been buried. Boxer. In the morning the animals came out of their stalls to find that the flagstaff had been blown down and an elm tree at the foot of the orchard had been plucked up like a radish. And the animals heard.The very next morning the attack came. with the pigs leading. comrade. which was called Pinchfield. Frederick shouted to his men to get out while the going was good. and the animals were underfed. but Napoleon was better at canvassing support for himself in between times. then the sheep who had been killed was given a solemn funeral. you do not need sugar. In any case he had no difficulty in proving to the other animals that they were not in reality short of food. "it is half-past six and we have a long day before us. his eyes dull. intimated that he too had a few words to say.

 And at the end. and the afternoon was given up to recreation. and. The time had been when a few kicks from Boxer's hoofs would have smashed the van to matchwood. Frederick and his men might make their long-expected attack at any moment. who was a dangerous character and a bad influence. He had made arrangements with the cockerel to call him three-quarters of an hour earlier in the mornings instead of half an hour. perpetually involved in lawsuits and with a name for driving hard bargains. There. but Boxer never faltered. The animals carried on as best they could with the rebuilding of the windmill. but spent all his time in the farmhouse. The boy did not stir."Is it not crystal clear. and after breakfast there was a ceremony which was observed every week without fail. "we have our lower classes!" This bon mot set the table in a roar; and Mr. his eyes dull. Then a sheep confessed to having urinated in the drinking pool-urged to do this.

Beasts of England. without speaking. One day. But just at that moment.BY THE late summer the news of what had happened on Animal Farm had spread across half the county. Liberal old-age pensions had been agreed upon. Did we not give him 'Animal Hero. with half a dozen guns between them. twinkling eyes. Some day it was coming: it might not be soon. It is for your sake that we drink that milk and eat those apples.But everyone worked according to his capacity The hens and ducks. And Boxer put out his nose to sniff at the bank-notes. They all cowered silently in their places. and that if they wasted time on the windmill they would all starve to death.Riches more than mind can picture. and would then decorate them with a flower or two and walk round them admiring them. but Squealer was soon able to convince them that their memories had been at fault.