passed on the spot that the farmhouse should be preserved as a museum. Whymper.

 to devote the rest of his life to learning the remaining twenty-two letters of the alphabet
 to devote the rest of his life to learning the remaining twenty-two letters of the alphabet. were lying all over the bed of the quarry. There had also been a very strange custom. where Clover and Benjamin had prepared a good bed of straw for him. as before. when the corn was cut and stacked and some of it was already threshed. "Boxer!" she cried. Forward. without openly admitting it.5. It was almost half built now. and he decided to make use of Mr. They had had a hard year. and Clover administered it to Boxer twice a day after meals. comrades! Long live the windmill! Long live Animal Farm!"IT WAS a bitter winter. and with one accord they all lay down as though huddling together for warmth-Clover.

 The field beyond the orchard had already been sown with barley. the ploughed fields where the young wheat was thick and green. the goat. trembling. And now-thanks to the leadership of Comrade Napoleon-we have won every inch of it back again!""Then we have won back what we had before. that they lived longer. it would have to be made up by the sale of eggs. Weak or strong. every inch of it their own property-appeared to the animals so desirable a place. not even the youngest. 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. Jones will sell you to the knacker. Electricity. For five days the hens held out. Jones woke up. Whoever had thoroughly grasped it would be safe from human influences.

 Here. Snowball was racing across the long pasture that led to the road. indeed. And when Squealer went on to give further graphic details of Boxer's death-bed. cows kicked the pail over. the Whiter Wool Movement for the sheep. And when the others came back from looking for her. But still."Terrified. It has all been proved by documents which he left behind him and which we have only just discovered. the geese. kicked. but the other animals found more inspiration in Boxer's strength and his never-failing cry of "I will work harder! "In January food fell short. it is capable of affording food in abundance to an enormously greater number of animals than now inhabit it. The pigeons had been told to avoid Pinchfield Farm and to alter their slogan from "Death to Frederick" to "Death to Pilkington." said Boxer.

 All animals are equal. were no longer talked about. The other farmers sympathised in principle. The pigs did not actually work. and sleep between blankets. In Beasts of England we expressed our longing for a better society in days to come. They were all carrying sticks. Bluebell. since it seemed to them that they also had two legs. was an easy-going gentleman farmer who spent most of his time in fishing or hunting according to the season. then that it would never work. and the ducklings nestled down inside it and promptly fell asleep. A mighty cry for vengeance went up. Benjamin nodded his long muzzle. voiced the general feeling by saying: "If Comrade Napoleon says it. and Pincher.

Afterwards Squealer was sent round the farm to explain the new arrangement to the others. and flung it on to the fire with the rest. Man is the only real enemy we have. the other argued that if rebellions happened everywhere they would have no need to defend themselves. The needs of the windmill must override everything else. and Whymper had advised Napoleon to sell it; both Mr. it was always Boxer who strained himself against the rope and brought the boulder to a stop. At the last moment Mollie. and wearing both his decorations. and to finish it by the appointed date. were reduced again in February. The building of the windmill. more processions.5. it was noticed. for dogs at nine.

 trying to turn him over.Bit and spur shall rust forever. Snowball was forgotten. with a wise and benevolent appearance in spite of the fact that his tushes had never been cut. He stole the corn. Jones was asleep. who sprang out of bed. and seemed to be biding his time. tactics!" skipping round and whisking his tail with a merry laugh. that a larger proportion of their young ones survived infancy. During the next three months there was much secret activity. they flung themselves upon their tormentors. and got in some last kicks at them as they forced their way through the thorn hedge. as though he had heard the uproar outside. comrades.All this while no more had been seen of Snowball.

 and Whymper had advised Napoleon to sell it; both Mr. he would move rapidly to and fro. In desperation the animals began appealing to the two horses which drew the van to stop. and would also run a circular saw. and except that "friend" was written "freind" and one of the "S's" was the wrong way round.At this there was a terrible baying sound outside. All of them came to look at Snowball's drawings at least once a day. so it was said. in the barn. Today he and his friends had visited Animal Farm and inspected every inch of it with their own eyes. You cows that I see before me. and continued to report to the outside world that there was no food shortage on Animal Farm."Now. the uproar awoke Mr. Whatever happened she would remain faithful. it was that they did not want Jones back.

 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. for which privacy was needed. Squealer was with them for the greater part of every day. It ran:ALL ANIMALS ARE EQUAL BUT SOME ANIMALS ARE MORE EQUAL THAN OTHERS After that it did not seem strange when next day the pigs who were supervising the work of the farm all carried whips in their trotters.The animals decided unanimously to create a military decoration. and announced that the mill would be named Napoleon Mill. two legs bad!" and the momentary awkwardness was smoothed over. the building of which had aroused furious jealousy in him. so that if he could once get hold of the title-deeds of Animal Farm they would ask no questions. Second Class. he cannot run fast enough to catch rabbits. and then Snowball and Napoleon called them together again. who had now had time to think things over.Ere he had grown as bigEven as a pint bottle or as a rolling-pin. and Whymper had advised Napoleon to sell it; both Mr. Only old Benjamin refused to grow enthusiastic about the windmill.

 Wistful glances were sent in the direction of Foxwood. comrades. The others said of Squealer that he could turn black into white. A1most overnight we could become rich and free. It is summed up in a single word-Man. with half a dozen others from Foxwood and Pinchfield. besides various tools and. In addition. carrying tiny wisps of hay in their beaks. whisking his tail and beaming with satisfaction. were thrown on to the rubbish fire which was burning in the yard. In the evening Squealer called them together. Even the tune of Beasts of England was perhaps hummed secretly here and there: at any rate. so the pigeons said. who was a dangerous character and a bad influence. And again.

 Pilkington's men was standing on the other side of the hedge. comrades. She was seen one day sitting on a roof and talking to some sparrows who were just out of her reach. nails. pointing to the sky with his large beak-"up there. and as fierce-looking as wolves. For a long time there had been rumours-circulated. with a flock of geese hissing after them and pecking at their calves all the way. Some day it was coming: it might not be soon. all equal. and as Napoleon was the only boar on the farm. with a flock of geese hissing after them and pecking at their calves all the way. At the same time he warned them that after this treacherous deed the worst was to be expected. The human beings could not contain their rage when they heard this song. "Animal Hero. and various others.

 As soon as they were weaned. They worked diligently hardly raising their faces from the ground. Jones's dressing-table." said Boxer. And in rebuilding it they could not this time. "Quick. had been a capable farmer. and all four of them sprang to their feet and began speaking at once. Jones went into Willingdon and got so drunk at the Red Lion that he did not come back till midday on Sunday. except Napoleon. without due enquiry. These two disagreed at every point where disagreement was possible. and once on Midsummer Day. they said. And what is more. and with a hard effort managed to formulate his thoughts.

At the gate they paused. Snowball has sold himself to Frederick of Pinchfield Farm. Every Man His Own Bricklayer. he said. such as the pigs and dogs."Meanwhile Frederick and his men had halted about the windmill. The pigs had sent out a large bottle of pink medicine which they had found in the medicine chest in the bathroom. and the skull had already been buried. The animals saw no reason to disbelieve him. certainly. who looked like a publican. but he would not offer a reasonable price. Even Napoleon. they always found themselves in agreement with the one who was speaking at the moment. presided over by himself.MR.

 and on occasion a shot was fired from the gun."It says. however."My sight is failing."Comrades!" he cried.Meanwhile the timber was being carted away at high speed. that they lived longer. should welcome this sacrifice as their own special contribution towards the building of the windmill. almost before they knew what was happening. In a moment the dogs came bounding back. and two fields which should have been sown with roots in the early summer were not sown because the ploughing had not been completed early enough. This time the stones had vanished too. In the evenings she lay in his stall and talked to him. and it was agreed by an overwhelming majority that rats were comrades. who should have been the support and pleasure of your old age? Each was sold at a year old-you will never see one of them again. which.

 Even the tune of Beasts of England was perhaps hummed secretly here and there: at any rate. No question. they had the entire song by heart within a few minutes. when the animals got to close quarters. "I will give you the same toast as before. caught a dog in mid-air. Whymper visited the farm as had been arranged. and after a single singing of Beasts of England. Not even a rat had been killed. neatly piled on a china dish from the farmhouse kitchen. but he was also a clever talker. At the foot of the end wall of the big barn. it had been found necessary to make a readjustment of rations (Squealer always spoke of it as a "readjustment. I dislike them myself. And the news soon leaked out that every pig was now receiving a ration of a pint of beer daily. It has all been proved by documents which he left behind him and which we have only just discovered.

 wearing both his medals (for he had recently awarded himself "Animal Hero. with guilt written on every line of their countenances. two legs bad" at crucial moments in Snowball's speeches. Besides. she tugged gently at his mane and led him round to the end of the big barn. wafted itself across the yard from the little brew-house. and was full of plans for innovations and improvements. Already Frederick had paid up; and the sum he had paid was just enough to buy the machinery for the windmill. that happy country where we poor animals shall rest for ever from our labours!" He even claimed to have been there on one of his higher flights. His very first blow took a stable-lad from Foxwood on the skull and stretched him lifeless in the mud. sharp suspicious glances. Jones had spent sitting in the taproom of the Red Lion at Willingdon. and to have seen the everlasting fields of clover and the linseed cake and lump sugar growing on the hedges. at least part of the time. and the following morning Squealer was able to tell them that he was well on the way to recovery. Do you know what would happen if we pigs failed in our duty? Jones would come back! Yes.

 it was in a ceremonial manner. Here the work of the coming week was planned out and resolutions were put forward and debated. Obviously they were going to attempt the recapture of the farm. What could be happening in there. suddenly appeared on the men's flank. "Snowball has done this thing! In sheer malignity. only one real ambition left-to see the windmill well under way before he reached the age for retirement. First came the hoisting of the flag. In addition. and pinned him to the ground. and shouting down the sheep." said Boxer sorrowfully. Our labour tills the soil. Whatever goes upon four legs. A unanimous resolution was passed on the spot that the farmhouse should be preserved as a museum. Whymper.