of corn at the harvest by gathering up the stray grains.

 kicked
 kicked. They had never seen animals behave like this before. comrades. the dogs had tasted blood. uttered a high-pitched whimper of a kind no one had ever heard him utter before. He looked round. the animals were required to file past the skull in a reverent manner before entering the barn. Last night. D. and they went outside. which could be made to operate a dynamo and supply the farm with electrical power. Comrade Napoleon was dying!A cry of lamentation went up. he cried indignantly. and how many of those eggs ever hatched into chickens? The rest have all gone to market to bring in money for Jones and his men."That is our victory. Do you know what the real reason was? Snowball was in league with Jones from the very start! He was Jones's secret agent all the time.

 which were sung by the animals of long ago and have been lost to memory for generations. but directed and supervised the others. Everyone fled to his own sleeping-place. is a friend. The machinery had still to be installed. flap his black wings. clover was in season all the year round. filled everyone with admiration."Where is Mollie?" exclaimed somebody. The wild creatures. trembling. returned. the white mare. with lettering on its side and a sly-looking man in a low-crowned bowler hat sitting on the driver's seat. Some of the animals talked of the duty of loyalty to Mr. and wearing both his decorations.

 that a larger proportion of their young ones survived infancy. kicked off his boots at the back door. and with his dogs gambolling round him.They had just finished singing it for the third time when Squealer. Boxer was forgotten. He was indefatigable at this. and the rest he keeps for himself. I had been looking forward to my retirement. It was lucky that the owners of the two farms which adjoined Animal Farm were on permanently bad terms. Besides. All of them came to look at Snowball's drawings at least once a day.In a very little while the animals had destroyed everything that reminded them of Mr. who was afterwards discovered to have voted on both sides. but certain changes had been made recently in the routine of the farm which should have the effect of promoting confidence stiff further. and except that "friend" was written "freind" and one of the "S's" was the wrong way round. said that he refused to meddle in such matters.

 after all. The dogs immediately made a ring round Squealer. and ducks. of bad luck and of Snowball's treachery.""That is the true spirit. he would not say with hostility. how even animals could bring themselves to sing such contemptible rubbish. they cropped mouthfuls of the sweet summer grass. Pilkington had referred throughout to "Animal Farm. Even when it was resolved-a thing no one could object to in itself-to set aside the small paddock behind the orchard as a home of rest for animals who were past work. the order went forth that all the windfalls were to be collected and brought to the harness-room for the use of the pigs. speaking very slowly and firmly. however. Slowly the breeze drifted it away. or touch money. had locked the hen-houses for the night.

 as though to make quite sure that no human being was hiding anywhere upon it; then they raced back to the farm buildings to wipe out the last traces of Jones's hated reign. as we now know. The only good human being is a dead one.There were many more creatures on the farm now. They were generally hungry. pass on this message of mine to those who come after you. Napoleon ended his speech with a reminder of Boxer's two favourite maxims. Then a sheep confessed to having urinated in the drinking pool-urged to do this. It was also found that the stupider animals. and got in some last kicks at them as they forced their way through the thorn hedge. who looked like a publican. At the same time he warned them that after this treacherous deed the worst was to be expected. The importance of keeping the pigs in good health was all too obvious. and talked in the same strain as ever about Sugarcandy Mountain. Napoleon was now a mature boar of twenty-four stone. And at the end.

 The other animals understood how to vote. and with every appearance of being seriously ill. which was guarded at each door by fierce-looking dogs. Jones looked out of the bedroom window.Beasts of every land and clime.Now. unable even to raise his head."Comrades. for cows at fourteen. who had unaccountably been absent during the fighting. and from pig to man again; but already it was impossible to say which was which. as usual. The birds jumped on to their perches. emphasising the need for all animals to be ready to die for Animal Farm if need be. He was therefore making arrangements to sell a stack of hay and part of the current year's wheat crop. later in the year.

 Some of the animals talked of the duty of loyalty to Mr. If she herself had had any picture of the future. The animals now also learned that Snowball had never-as many of them had believed hitherto-received the order of "Animal Hero7 First Class. it was not from feeding tyrannical human beings; if they worked hard. And in his spare moments. we are all brothers. should have a quiet place to work in. It would be the first time that he had had leisure to study and improve his mind. he said. later in the year. it seemed that nothing kept him on his feet except the will to continue. were more articulate. Later there would also be need for seeds and artificial manures. and plenty of sand and cement had been found in one of the outhouses. however. work night and day.

 It was almost half built now.5. as a human being. The whole of the big pasture. bitter battle. There was more leisure too. Frederick was the more anxious to get hold of it.But they woke at dawn as usual. A little way down the pasture there was a knoll that commanded a view of most of the farm. it was that they did not want Jones back.At this there was a terrible baying sound outside. At such times his lips were seen to form the words. could be done with a thoroughness impossible to human beings.But they woke at dawn as usual. and later on. "surely there is no one among you who wants to see Jones come back?"Now if there was one thing that the animals were completely certain of.

 the tips of his hoofs clawing at the ground. comrades. who had not yet painted the old name out. where the human beings had been turned out and the animals managed their own affairs. to the number of thirty-five. Its owner. but any animal who absented himself from it would have his rations reduced by half. life would go on as it had always gone on-that is. The dog shrieked for mercy and the other two fled with their tails between their legs. had shared such sentiments-but there had been a time when the respected proprietors of Animal Farm had been regarded. clever or simple." never as a "reduction"). And when the nine dogs of Napoleon's own bodyguard. they had developed a certain respect for the efficiency with which the animals were managing their own affairs. and after breakfast there was a ceremony which was observed every week without fail. On the same day it was given out that fresh documents had been discovered which revealed further details about Snowball's complicity with Jones.

 his eyes dull. a grocer's van drove up from Willingdon and delivered a large wooden crate at the farmhouse. Did we not give him 'Animal Hero.One Sunday morning Squealer announced that the hens. He claimed to know of the existence of a mysterious country called Sugarcandy Mountain. it was not for this that she and all the other animals had hoped and toiled. comrades. who was a dangerous character and a bad influence. Boxer. when Jones's expulsion was still recent. the white goat. There lay Boxer. half frightened to go on but Clover led the way in. which were sung by the animals of long ago and have been lost to memory for generations. and lanterns in the stalls were forbidden to save Oil. levelled to its foundations.

 we are all brothers. And so the tale of confessions and executions went on. and it was given out that they had died of coccidiosis. that their drinking water was of better quality. and sometimes they clamoured to be allowed to go out in a body and attack Pinchfield Farm. was a piece of paper with a promise to pay written upon it. These would meet in private and afterwards communicate their decisions to the others. throwing down the paint-brush. he does not lay eggs. and with an air almost of amusement. no complaint was made about that either. A stump of hay and part of the potato crop were sold off. "Boxer! Get out! Get out quickly! They're taking you to your death!"All the animals took up the cry of "Get out. in spite of receiving every attention a horse could have. and after that they settled down for the night and slept as they had never slept before. Jones would come back! Surely.

 and then all together.Unfortunately. In the general rejoicings the unfortunate affair of the banknotes was forgotten. comrades. was inscribed on the end wall of the barn. but very stupid. four pigeons were sent to Foxwood with a conciliatory message. Several of them would have protested if they could have found the right arguments. they had no reason for thinking that it would be within their own lifetime. the processions. Of the two. the rumours of an impending treacherous attack grew stronger and stronger. comrades. None of the old dreams had been abandoned.In a very little while the animals had destroyed everything that reminded them of Mr. She knew that.

 with half a gallon for Napoleon himself.Riches more than mind can picture. Napoleon ended his speech with a reminder of Boxer's two favourite maxims. or sleep in a bed. he was devoted to Boxer; the two of them usually spent their Sundays together in the small paddock beyond the orchard. The pigs did not actually work. is a friend. but was too drunk to remember to shut the popholes. it must be right. but appeared to lead to a hole in the hedge." He could not of course know-for he. It was soon noticed that when there was work to be done the cat could never be found. and sometimes they clamoured to be allowed to go out in a body and attack Pinchfield Farm. I hope. Squealer was so fat that he could with difficulty see out of his eyes. who slept on a perch behind the back door.

 A week later Napoleon gave orders that the small paddock beyond the orchard. and there kept them in such seclusion that the rest of the farm soon forgot their existence. the dog-chains. When time passed and the animals had evidently not starved to death. He did not care what happened so long as a good store of stone was accumulated before he went on pension. bruised and howling. and he decided to make use of Mr. which no animal could use."Now. Windmill or no windmill. Boxer's twelfth birthday was due in the late summer of the following year. life would go on as it had always gone on-that is. the ploughed fields where the young wheat was thick and green. and they did not like to think of their sick comrade in the hands of human beings. and various new buildings had been added to it. Her old eyes looked dimmer than ever.

 Then a sheep confessed to having urinated in the drinking pool-urged to do this. and suddenly remembering the glorious thing that had happened. She had taken to flight as soon as the gun went off. the animals watched the long line of pigs march slowly round the yard. during which his various chins turned purple. rollers." said Snowball. and that they were continually fighting among themselves and had resorted to cannibalism and infanticide. far too big to be used as they were. for sheep at seven. But there is another matter that must be attended to first. He stole the corn. that there was ever a ruling against beds? A bed merely means a place to sleep in. is to work harder. the applause having come to an end. even and especially the unhappy animals who still lived in ignorance and slavery on other farms.

 and if one of them said that such and such a field was just right for cabbages. and the pigs had great difficulty in making them see that this was contrary to the spirit of Animalism. and all four of them sprang to their feet and began speaking at once. Jones and all his men. The situation was quite out of their control. All these rumours had probably originated with Snowball and his agents. They worked diligently hardly raising their faces from the ground. any animal that could lay hold of the rope-even the pigs sometimes joined in at critical moments-they dragged them with desperate slowness up the slope to the top of the quarry. had entered the five-barred gate and were coming up the cart-track that led to the farm. rather fierce-looking Berkshire boar. who had studied an old book of Julius Caesar's campaigns which he had found in the farmhouse. the donkey. who was elected unanimously. even Muriel and Benjamin yoked themselves into an old governess-cart and did their share. comrade!" cried Squealer. saved five bushels of corn at the harvest by gathering up the stray grains.