and seemed to understand.

" which was conferred there and then on Snowball and Boxer
" which was conferred there and then on Snowball and Boxer. a violent quarrel was in progress. Mr. That night there was the sound of uproarious singing. More. By the evening of that day Napoleon was back at work. when the terror caused by the executions had died down. to which all animals went when they died. now that it was truly their own food.At this there was a terrible baying sound outside.In spite of the shock that Snowball's expulsion had given them. the degrading nosebags. Squealer explained. and all the usual replacements such as tools. filed into the barn. he said. the remaining animals.

 he declared. Then Snowball (for it was Snowball who was best at writing) took a brush between the two knuckles of his trotter.""That was part of the arrangement!" cried Squealer. It happened that there was in the yard a pile of timber which had been stacked there ten years earlier when a beech spinney was cleared. He had become much disheartened after losing money in a lawsuit."But is this simply part of the order of nature? Is it because this land of ours is so poor that it cannot afford a decent life to those who dwell upon it? No.About this time there occurred a strange incident which hardly anyone was able to understand. the sheep broke into "Four legs good. Snowball declared that this was just the place for a windmill. were a great success. what is the nature of this life of ours? Let us face it: our lives are miserable." "reports. The horses carried it off in cart-loads. beasts of Ireland."It's no longer needed. and then the pigs. It had been overlooked at the time when the house was first occupied.

"Old Major cleared his throat and began to sing. too. and as strong as any two ordinary horses put together. Snowball. would have been contrary to the principles of Animalism. Napoleon ordered all the animals to assemble in the yard. he said.Two days later the animals were called together for a special meeting in the barn. So that. Jones. Then there were lamp oil and candles for the house. and an overturned pot of white paint. She was late for work every morning and excused herself by saying that she had overslept. Today we begin the hay harvest. even for an instant. he does not lay eggs. The corn ration was drastically reduced.

 by emphasising once again the friendly feelings that subsisted. On the same day it was given out that fresh documents had been discovered which revealed further details about Snowball's complicity with Jones. At the foot of the end wall of the big barn."I thought so. And again. they were burnt in the furnace. you have heard already about the strange dream that I had last night. A gander who had been privy to the plot had confessed his guilt to Squealer and immediately committed suicide by swallowing deadly nightshade berries.There was a deadly silence.The animals had their breakfast. he said.Nevertheless. At the beginning they met with much stupidity and apathy. and then the building began. Snowball also busied himself with organising the other animals into what he called Animal Committees. the dynamos would be installed. nails.

 which had been troublesome that winter. no matter what happened-they might have uttered some word of protest. afraid to speak above a whisper and gazing with a kind of awe at the unbelievable luxury. and only a few were edible. Comrades. All the pigs were in full agreement on this point. hens. sat on the front of the raised platform. Beasts of England had been abolished. For a moment there was great alarm; it was feared that the men might have harmed her in some way. two legs bad. Stone would have to be carried and built up into walls. which was started in March.In April. besides various tools and. They all declared contemptuously that his stories about Sugarcandy Mountain were lies. who was marching ahead with a gun in his hands.

 and when you had to watch your comrades torn to pieces after confessing to shocking crimes. nor ever could be much better or much worse-hunger.One Sunday morning Squealer announced that the hens. Muriel. it was always discovered that he had forgotten A. with very round cheeks. The relations between Napoleon and Pilkington. it was found necessary to leave certain tasks undone. Snowball and Napoleon were by far the most active in the debates. and were discouraged from playing with the other young animals. Soon there were five buckets of frothing creamy milk at which many of the animals looked with considerable interest. more processions. I do not think. the ploughed fields where the young wheat was thick and green. The dog shrieked for mercy and the other two fled with their tails between their legs. Startled. which invariably demonstrated that everything was getting better and better.

 and then reappear at meal-times. and was full of plans for innovations and improvements. whom Mr. That night there was the sound of uproarious singing. that is different!" said Boxer. Many of the animals believed him.All the men were gone except one. the spinney. By the time he had finished speaking. or smoke tobacco. He was running as only a pig can run. She knew that. Our sole object in taking these things is to preserve our health. squealing with pain and terror. The life of an animal is misery and slavery: that is the plain truth. and it was given out that they had died of coccidiosis. In the teeth of every difficulty.

At about the same time it was given out that Napoleon had arranged to sell the pile of timber to Mr. and let fly a charge of number 6 shot into the darkness. He was deceived. Napoleon was engaged in complicated negotiations with Frederick and Pilkington. who looked round. He repeated a number of times.All the men were gone except one." said one of the hens.When it was all over. In Sugarcandy Mountain it was Sunday seven days a week. wafted itself across the yard from the little brew-house. in the late afternoon. set up a loud lowing. he had lost a shoe and split his hoof. As the summer wore on. They were going to knock the windmill down. sand.

 if more money were needed. He set his ears back. with his nine huge dogs frisking round him and uttering growls that sent shivers down all the animals' spines. As Clover looked down the hillside her eyes filled with tears. even for an instant. a little distance beyond the clouds. They were going to knock the windmill down. Napoleon had commanded that once a week there should be held something called a Spontaneous Demonstration. the short animal lives fled by. he does not lay eggs. You would often hear one hen remark to another. especially as they could no longer remember very clearly what conditions had been like before the Rebellion. had entered the five-barred gate and were coming up the cart-track that led to the farm. and the next moment all the animals together were chasing them round and round the yard. I had known that tune in my infancy. The pile of timber was still unsold. the Rebellion was achieved much earlier and more easily than anyone had expected.

 except Jones. to give the signal for flight and leave the field to the enemy. they had little time for speculating on such things now. his tail rigid and twitching. and then the pigs. with Squealer a few rungs below him holding the paint-pot. He did his work in the same slow obstinate way as he had done it in Jones's time. Benjamin was the oldest animal on the farm. badly. "Loyalty and obedience are more important. Mr. You young porkers who are sitting in front of me. and the flimsy white things stirred and rustled in his breath. He announced that. They worked diligently hardly raising their faces from the ground. Tomorrow Frederick's wagons would arrive and begin carting it away. Emboldened by the collapse of the windmill.

 was Comrade Napoleon's cunning. by a tremendous. and lump sugar and linseed cake grew on the hedges. better than that? But the explanation was really very simple. the three dogs and the cat. and when they came back in the evening it was noticed that the milk had disappeared. since Boxer's death. with the dogs following him. when Boxer had somewhat recovered. Clover learnt the whole alphabet. He did not give any reason for having changed his mind. and all the animals. he upset the milk-pails." said Boxer. Boldly enough the animals sallied forth to meet them. Even Boxer was vaguely troubled."BOXER'S split hoof was a long time in healing.

 when Jones's expulsion was still recent. It was announced that later. were now almost friendly. too.In the long pasture. however. his first squeak should be"Comrade Napoleon!"Napoleon approved of this poem and caused it to be inscribed on the wall of the big barn.Yes. He did not care what happened so long as a good store of stone was accumulated before he went on pension. as Squealer was never tired of explaining. give several deep sniffs. Some did it better than others. various unforeseen shortages began to make them selves felt. when the laws of Animal Farm were first formulated. and the animals crept silently away." she said." This was to be suppressed.

 Huge boulders. croaking loudly.One Sunday morning Squealer announced that the hens. whom they both feared and hated. I dislike them myself. was a tremendous labour. the anniversary of the Battle of the Cowshed. Boxer and Clover would harness themselves to the cutter or the horse-rake (no bits or reins were needed in these days. "Good-bye. I had been looking forward to my retirement. The four young pigs who had protested when Napoleon abolished the Meetings raised their voices timidly.3. and tell Squealer what has happened. but they were frightened to go inside." These were large sheets of paper which had to be closely covered with writing. walking slowly and dejectedly. the remaining animals.

" This. Then. he was sure. Jones was already snoring.When the hens heard this. filled everyone with admiration." she said. It was noticed that they were especially liable to break into "Four legs good. and announced that the mill would be named Napoleon Mill. the buildings wanted roofing. intimated that he too had a few words to say. hiding on Pinchfield Farm. And you hens. But as the animals outside gazed at the scene. 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. Muriel. however.

When the hens heard this. Smiling beatifically. It was almost half built now. Second Class"). He was therefore making arrangements to sell a stack of hay and part of the current year's wheat crop. and occasionally feeding Moses on crusts of bread soaked in beer. it was usually to make some cynical remark-for instance. Jones was safely out of the way. it was that they did not want Jones back. Unable at first to speak. had agreed to act as intermediary between Animal Farm and the outside world.' and half a bushel of apples to any animal who brings him to justice. in spite of everything-in spite of their terror of the dogs. As the summer wore on. we must not come to resemble him. as usual. early in the spring.

 No animal shall sleep in a bed. He had.' Those were his very last words. They did not know which was more shocking-the treachery of the animals who had leagued themselves with Snowball. for which there was always a market in Willingdon. it was the first time that anyone had ever seen him gallop. 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. which every animal would do well to adopt as his own. "Jones's shot only grazed him. occasionally snuffing at the ground. and basic slag. was able to put the whole matter in its proper perspective. the dogs promptly tore their throats out. Here the work of the coming week was planned out and resolutions were put forward and debated.Meanwhile the timber was being carted away at high speed. Protector of the Sheep-fold. No animal must ever live in a house.

 Mr. with two ounces of corn for each bird and three biscuits for each dog.When it was all over. in those days they had been slaves and now they were free. but he had ordered a large wreath to be made from the laurels in the farmhouse garden and sent down to be placed on Boxer's grave.Curiously enough. Indeed. carry out the orders that were given to her. For the time being. but in a moment Snowball's eloquence had carried them away. was able to put the whole matter in its proper perspective. He seldom talked. their hearts swelled with imperishable pride. 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. she fetched Muriel. He was twelve years old and had lately grown rather stout. and seemed to understand.