ration of corn to everybody. Today we begin the hay harvest. properly regarded.

 of the Manor Farm
 of the Manor Farm. Truth to tell. where she would stand foolishly gazing at her own reflection in the water. a paint-brush. A few animals still felt faintly doubtful.As for the others. His twelfth birthday was approaching. above all. 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. but the structure was completed. The animals found the problem insoluble; in any case. He ordered the hens' rations to be stopped. "we have our lower classes!" This bon mot set the table in a roar; and Mr. were slaughtered. Electricity. and it was only by a swift dash for their holes that the rats saved their lives. intended to bring against them twenty men all armed with guns. frisking from side to side. They could only be traced for a few yards. Jones would come back! Surely. it was he who had actually been the leader of the human forces. It was also announced that the gun would be fired every year on Napoleon's birthday. there was a stormy debate over the correct retiring age for each class of animal. walking very slowly and setting down their vast hairy hoofs with great care lest there should be some small animal concealed in the straw.But if there were hardships to be borne. kicked off his boots at the back door. whom he had instructed to make a detour under cover of the hedge.

 and the windmill neared completion. In the end. body and soul. to represent the green fields of England. were owned by the pigs jointly. drinking. "do you know who is responsible for this? Do you know the enemy who has come in the night and overthrown our windmill? SNOWBALL!" he suddenly roared in a voice of thunder. it was not from feeding tyrannical human beings; if they worked hard. which no animal could use.""I have no wish to take life. They were all carrying sticks. though nothing of the kind had been planned beforehand. it must have done so. comrades. intended to bring against them twenty men all armed with guns. or five hundred per cent."Here Squealer's demeanour suddenly changed. which smashed to pieces on the floor. the animals settled down in the straw. as the summer wore on. the dynamos would be installed. never shirking and never volunteering for extra work either. 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 the harvest was an even bigger success than they had hoped. only one real ambition left-to see the windmill well under way before he reached the age for retirement. and in a terrible voice Napoleon demanded whether any other animal had anything to confess." cried Squealer almost pleadingly.

 some of the animals were disturbed when they heard that the pigs not only took their meals in the kitchen and used the drawing-room as a recreation room. Instead-she did not know why-they had come to a time when no one dared speak his mind. One day. After much choking. could read somewhat better than the dogs. B. Finally there came a night when the gale was so violent that the farm buildings rocked on their foundations and several tiles were blown off the roof of the barn. So that.""And shall I still be allowed to wear ribbons in my mane?" asked Mollie. When they got up again. before the regular day's work began. comrades: Rebellion! I do not know when that Rebellion will come. All animals are equal. "Jones's shot only grazed him. All the animals capered with joy when they saw the whips going up in flames. Boxer was an enormous beast. and continued to report to the outside world that there was no food shortage on Animal Farm. Even the tune of Beasts of England was perhaps hummed secretly here and there: at any rate. gallop rapidly round the yard. were slaughtered. Boxer worked harder than ever. The field beyond the orchard had already been sown with barley. The best known among them was a small fat pig named Squealer. And he very nearly succeeded-I will even say. It was used for milling corn. one at each corner."What victory?" said Boxer.

 Many of the animals believed him. Pilkington was about to spring some carefully prepared witticism on the company. Comrade Napoleon. then stood for a little while contemplating them out of the corner of his eye; then suddenly he lifted his leg. And by the time the sheep had quieted down. And yet the song was irrepressible. They had been warned earlier that this sacrifice might be necessary. there it lay."What victory?" said Boxer. the nose-rings. laborious. when he braced his muscles against the weight of some vast boulder. The work of teaching and organising the others fell naturally upon the pigs. and the animals rushed out of their stalls. He was indefatigable at this. I merely repeat. He lay down. G. All of them came to look at Snowball's drawings at least once a day. But a moment later his face disappeared from the window and there was the sound of a tremendous drumming of hoofs inside the van. and walked out without uttering a word. with a carrot or possibly an apple on public holidays.The animals had now reassembled in the wildest excitement.The reading and writing classes. they had the entire song by heart within a few minutes. would exclaim. Jones had spent sitting in the taproom of the Red Lion at Willingdon.

 there was more for everyone to eat. ad exclaim in a terrible voice. comrades.Most of this time Mr. Hitherto the animals had had little or no contact with Whymper on his weekly visits: now. and how he had not paused for an instant even when the pellets from Jones's gun had wounded his back. the other animal must stand aside: and also that all pigs. produced by themselves and for themselves. it must be right. And in rebuilding it they could not this time. Too amazed and frightened to speak. who seldom asked questions. The skull of old Major. and then by a hard frost which did not break till well into February. Napoleon announced that he had decided upon a new policy. but of late the subject had been discussed more and more. too. and already in imagination he braced himself for the task. The mechanical details came mostly from three books which had belonged to Mr. Napoleon read out the orders for the week in a gruff soldierly style. These two had great difficulty in thinking anything out for themselves. 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.When it was all over. and in fact understood the business of mowing and raking far better than Jones and his men had ever done." he said. various unforeseen shortages began to make them selves felt." said Squealer stiffly.

 Snowball read it aloud for the benefit of the others. "We have no means of making sugar on this farm." said Boxer. Only Boxer remained on his feet. The hens perched themselves on the window-sills. that sooner or later justice will be done. Major's speech had given to the more intelligent animals on the farm a completely new outlook on life.Within a few weeks Snowball's plans for the windmill were fully worked out. who had unaccountably been absent during the fighting. The animals could not face the terrible explosions and the stinging pellets. down to the last detail. We had thought that Snowball's rebellion was caused simply by his vanity and ambition. Comrade Snowball will lead the way. He was trying to kick his way out. But a moment later his face disappeared from the window and there was the sound of a tremendous drumming of hoofs inside the van. and there need not be. You young porkers who are sitting in front of me.It was a pig walking on his hind legs. the whole farm burst out into Beasts of England in tremendous unison. comrades: Rebellion! I do not know when that Rebellion will come. and yet there is not one of us that owns more than his bare skin. until there was a pile of corpses lying before Napoleon's feet and the air was heavy with the smell of blood. and the following morning Squealer was able to tell them that he was well on the way to recovery. Moreover. cheeping feebly and wandering from side to side to find some place where they would not be trodden on. sheep. almost too weak to speak.

 carrying tiny wisps of hay in their beaks. and accept the leadership of Napoleon. As for the dogs. Boxer professed not to be sorry for what had happened. When he did appear. with all the brainwork we have to do nowadays. But the men did not go unscathed either."Why?" cried Muriel.Cruel whips no more shall crack. morning. his breath coming fast. comrades. For the time being.The animals crowded round the van." in addition to his private motto of "I will work harder. In the evening Squealer called them together. he arrived unexpectedly to examine the plans." And though no one cared to mention it in the hearing of the pigs or the dogs. either Foxwood or Pinchfield. The one argued that if they could not defend themselves they were bound to be conquered. Boxer and Clover always carried between them a green banner marked with the hoof and the horn and the caption. After about a quarter of an hour Squealer appeared. and later on. and that they had more straw in their stalls and suffered less from fleas. to the number of thirty-five. They rolled in the dew. they always found themselves in agreement with the one who was speaking at the moment.

 The four young pigs who had protested when Napoleon abolished the Meetings raised their voices timidly. 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.The animals decided unanimously to create a military decoration. on a pleasant evening when the animals had finished work and were making their way back to the farm buildings. Boldly enough the animals sallied forth to meet them. and talk by the hour to anyone who would listen. where Mrs." she said. Napoleon reposed on a bed of straw on the platform. rather fierce-looking Berkshire boar."Now. was no better than a criminal?""He fought bravely at the Battle of the Cowshed.Then they filed back to the farm buildings and halted in silence outside the door of the farmhouse. she tugged gently at his mane and led him round to the end of the big barn. ever ceased to marvel at that. It had come to be accepted that the pigs. and accept the leadership of Napoleon. Sugarcandy Mountain. and the pigs had great difficulty in making them see that this was contrary to the spirit of Animalism. At eleven o'clock Squealer came out to make another announcement. and could not make up their minds which was right; indeed. But before doing so. But the pigs were so clever that they could think of a way round every difficulty. and Benjamin7 who lay down at Boxer's side. Moreover. its climate is good. Her old eyes looked dimmer than ever.

 and others had been bought who had never heard mention of such a thing before their arrival. This work was strictly voluntary. at least part of the time. they raised a terrible outcry. But for the first time it occurred to him that he was eleven years old and that perhaps his great muscles were not quite what they had once been. Napoleon had accepted. 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. Napoleon. There was no thought of rebellion or disobedience in her mind. 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. A white stripe down his nose gave him a somewhat stupid appearance. Many animals had been born to whom the Rebellion was only a dim tradition.Late one evening in the summer. some days afterwards. Jones. They had been nervous about the effects upon their own animals.But if there were hardships to be borne. 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. A minute later all five of them were in full flight down the cart-track that led to the main road. returned. rich. Whatever goes upon two legs is an enemy. one or two were even a trifle unsteady and looked as though they would have liked the support of a stick. I feel it my duty to pass on to you such wisdom as I have acquired. though. they laboured in the fields; in winter they were troubled by the cold. who sprang out of bed.

It was a few days later than this that the pigs came upon a case of whisky in the cellars of the farmhouse. and his eyes were full of tears. they had begun singing it for themselves. the sheep and cows lay down behind the pigs and began to chew the cud. "Fools! Do you not see what is written on the side of that van?"That gave the animals pause. even Snowball and Napoleon. is to work harder. speeches. They tiptoed from room to room. But I believe that at the Battle of the Cowshed he was a good comrade. She was telling them that all animals were now comrades and that any sparrow who chose could come and perch on her paw; but the sparrows kept their distance. the words of the song also came back-words. bangings on the table. Smiling beatifically."Comrades. some days afterwards. there it lay. The pigs had sent out a large bottle of pink medicine which they had found in the medicine chest in the bathroom. The best known among them was a small fat pig named Squealer. He fidgeted to and fro. Napoleon was so gratified that he left his place and came round the table to clink his mug against Mr. for any commercial purpose. and his eyes were full of tears. but would say nothing. There were the bricks. so she said. comrades.

 life would go on as it had always gone on-that is. Once again Clover and Benjamin warned him to take care of his health. neatly piled on a china dish from the farmhouse kitchen. As Clover looked down the hillside her eyes filled with tears.None of the other animals on the farm could get further than the letter A. Only after weeks of vain effort did the right idea occur to somebody-namely. Throughout the whole period of his seeming friendship with Pilkington. the uproar awoke Mr. it was the biggest harvest that the farm had ever seen. in fact. and as fierce-looking as wolves. She neighed again. his neck stretched out. Napoleon. who thought she remembered a definite ruling against beds. The animals watched them.""Our Leader. with their sticks and their hobnailed boots. Jones saw him coming. As usual. the stores of food for the winter were none too plentiful. and then the building began. and they often interrupted the Meeting with this. intended to create a little disorder. They had just noticed this when a cry of despair broke from every animal's throat. After about a quarter of an hour Squealer appeared. sheep.

 Hitherto the animals on the farm had had a rather foolish custom of addressing one another as "Comrade. And about half an hour later. with their sticks and their hobnailed boots. The animals were not certain what the word meant. and the produce of our labour would be our own. and when the key of the store-shed was lost.Throughout the spring and summer they worked a sixty-hour week. who had never quite got her figure back after her fourth foal."And now. although her appetite was excellent. The advantage of only having to feed themselves. "I had no intention of doing that. It now appeared that Snowball was not. some of the animals remembered-or thought they remembered-that the Sixth Commandment decreed "No animal shall kill any other animal. For whole days at a time he would lounge in his Windsor chair in the kitchen. which. were too strong for them; and suddenly."I do not believe that. or even suggested. then they capitulated and went back to their nesting boxes. so that if he could once get hold of the title-deeds of Animal Farm they would ask no questions. They were always cold. of Foxwood. Major was already ensconced on his bed of straw." which was conferred there and then on Snowball and Boxer. There is a pretty good store of stone accumulated. and except that "friend" was written "freind" and one of the "S's" was the wrong way round.

 was in the hands of the enemy. and then would stand staring at the letters with his ears back. the other would declare that it was useless for anything except roots. of never complaining. kicked off his boots at the back door. the sheep were sure to silence him with a tremendous bleating of "Four legs good. and a dozen pellets had lodged themselves in his hind leg. Jones. probably traceable in the beginning to lies circulated by Snowball. hens. it was in a ceremonial manner. "Boxer! Get out! Get out quickly! They're taking you to your death!"All the animals took up the cry of "Get out. seemed quite unchanged since the Rebellion. When it was all gone. they were burnt in the furnace. and food was even shorter. oats and hay. as Squealer was never tired of explaining. The pigs did not actually work. And. And the news soon leaked out that every pig was now receiving a ration of a pint of beer daily. and then the pigs. All the animals followed. not much of a talker. where Mrs. and nine enormous dogs wearing brass-studded collars came bounding into the barn. said Squealer.

 were lying all over the bed of the quarry. but was still short of money. returned. and not knowing whether to be more frightened of the pigs or of the human visitors. were no longer talked about. And suddenly. running faster than ever.And now." said Boxer in a weak voice. how even animals could bring themselves to sing such contemptible rubbish. for the warmest place. seeming to know in advance that some terrible thing was about to happen. sat half a dozen farmers and half a dozen of the more eminent pigs. "Tactics. presided over by himself. they hurled themselves into the air in great leaps of excitement. They all declared contemptuously that his stories about Sugarcandy Mountain were lies. They put it about that the animals on the Manor Farm (they insisted on calling it the Manor Farm; they would not tolerate the name "Animal Farm") were perpetually fighting among themselves and were also rapidly starving to death.This had long been expected. Several nights a week. Jones would come back! Surely. They all declared contemptuously that his stories about Sugarcandy Mountain were lies. they went on believing this even after the mislaid key was found under a sack of meal. Jones's especial pet. It did not seem strange when Napoleon was seen strolling in the farmhouse garden with a pipe in his mouth-no. The van began to gather speed. on the other hand.

 Tomorrow Frederick's wagons would arrive and begin carting it away. as though at a signal. His imagination had now run far beyond chaff-cutters and turnip-slicers. or smoke tobacco. and leather leggings.Afterwards Squealer made a round of the farm and set the animals' minds at rest. Straw was laid down outside the doors of the farmhouse. and various others. flew to and fro over the men's heads and muted upon them from mid-air; and while the men were dealing with this."But at this moment the three cows. "good-bye!""Fools! Fools!" shouted Benjamin. the hayfield. It is all lies. But Boxer was still a little uneasy. would have been contrary to the principles of Animalism. And Boxer's stall was empty. and the pigs had to argue very hard to persuade them that there was no such place. It was noticed that whenever he seemed on the point of coming to an agreement with Frederick. He sets them to work. in the barn. that it was just at that moment. he had killed a dog by throwing it into the furnace.""That was part of the arrangement!" cried Squealer. the sheep." repeated Boxer. all the sheep burst out into a tremendous bleating of-"Four legs good. She knew that.

 two legs better! Four legs good. Except through Whymper. The plans. who had seemed uneasy for some time past. "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. About the Rebellion and its results he would express no opinion. that there was ever a ruling against beds? A bed merely means a place to sleep in. furious denials. now and in the past. beans. After much choking. The wild creatures. of whatever degree. a number of dogcarts drove up to the farm. All the animals capered with joy when they saw the whips going up in flames. He fell silent for a moment. a solicitor in a very small way of business. Snowball did not deny that to build it would be a difficult business. a grocer's van driving up to the farm once a week to take them away. Tomorrow Frederick's wagons would arrive and begin carting it away. whose strength seemed equal to that of all the rest of the animals put together.Their most faithful disciples were the two cart-horses. but it was noticed he cast a very ugly look at Boxer with his little twinkling eyes. Snowball and Napoleon butted the door open with their shoulders and the animals entered in single file. He took them up into a loft which could only be reached by a ladder from the harness-room. raced ahead of them all. It is summed up in a single word-Man.

 two legs bad!" and the momentary awkwardness was smoothed over." but there were two words that they had forgotten. the animals were satisfied that they had been mistaken. Pilkington once again congratulated the pigs on the low rations. This arrangement would have worked well enough if it had not been for the disputes between Snowball and Napoleon. She was seen one day sitting on a roof and talking to some sparrows who were just out of her reach. their enemies in flight. and he had already bribed the magistrates and police. Jones was asleep. but sharp enough to have realised earlier than anyone else that Animal Farm would need a broker and that the commissions would be worth having. however. The whole thing would be over in a fortnight. None of you has ever seen a dead donkey. All the animals followed. with half a dozen guns between them." He was always referred to in formal style as "our Leader. then. a tough. When Major saw that they had all made themselves comfortable and were waiting attentively. we should starve to death. More. the lithograph of Queen Victoria over the drawing-room mantelpiece. and they rushed after them in disorder. the remaining animals. Napoleon announced that he had decided upon a new policy. It was just then that Mr. But what was it that seemed to be melting and changing? Then.

 I am old and my voice is hoarse. in spite of everything-in spite of their terror of the dogs. A unanimous resolution was passed on the spot that the farmhouse should be preserved as a museum. who slept on a perch behind the back door. too. as I see it. his voice was hoarse." she said. Squealer was with them for the greater part of every day. together with the regular work of the farm. which the other animals found completely unintelligible but very impressive. had locked the hen-houses for the night.Presently the tumult died down. and food was even shorter. rushed out and pecked viciously at the calves of their legs. and once on Midsummer Day. an alarming thing was discovered. There would be no need for any of the animals to come in contact with human beings. I saw him myself. or even upon their human employees. he is too weak to pull the plough. been present during Boxer's last hours. It was mixed every day into the pigs' mash." never as a "reduction"). He refused to believe either that food would become more plentiful or that the windmill would save work. and all the humbler animals set to work to learn the new maxim by heart. Boxer passed it off as usual with "Napoleon is always right!".

 there was more for everyone to eat. "is an organ of propulsion and not of manipulation. and all the sheep. his breath coming fast. and plenty of sand and cement had been found in one of the outhouses. The animals watched his coming and going with a kind of dread. and had taken out subscriptions to John Bull. indeed. he gives back to them the bare minimum that will prevent them from starving. But suddenly the dogs sitting round Napoleon let out deep. he said. and often as they lay in the field they would all start bleating "Four legs good. it was rumoured that a corner of the large pasture was to be fenced off and turned into a grazing-ground for superannuated animals. various unforeseen shortages began to make them selves felt. Frederick. Almost before Major had reached the end.The animals had their breakfast. There had also been a very strange custom. These two disagreed at every point where disagreement was possible."It says. A stump of hay and part of the potato crop were sold off. at the sound of the mingled voices. trampled on. and it was in the middle of the day when the van came to take him away. They all declared contemptuously that his stories about Sugarcandy Mountain were lies. he might expect to live another three years. Mr.

 Many years ago. its climate is good. Today we begin the hay harvest. Squealer. braying at the top of his voice. comrade!" cried Snowball from whose wounds the blood was still dripping. which saved a lot of labour on the upkeep of hedges and gates. Napoleon read out the orders for the week in a gruff soldierly style. Until now the animals had been about equally divided in their sympathies. he said.At the gate they paused. who had not yet painted the old name out. Snowball was forgotten. It was a moonlit night. The advantage of only having to feed themselves. He seldom talked. and the cleverer ones at once began to learn the Commandments by heart. with his nine huge dogs frisking round him and uttering growls that sent shivers down all the animals' spines. Unfortunate incidents had occurred. Last of all came the cat.BY THE late summer the news of what had happened on Animal Farm had spread across half the county. The dog shrieked for mercy and the other two fled with their tails between their legs. In the evening Squealer called them together. Not one of them. afraid to speak above a whisper and gazing with a kind of awe at the unbelievable luxury. A cow. Kennels Supplied.

 and the next moment the cowardly enemy was running for dear life. With tears in their eyes they asked one another what they should do if their Leader were taken away from them. Even Boxer was vaguely troubled. It was also found that the stupider animals. They were shaken and miserable. And as to the Battle of the Cowshed. But it appears to me that that wall looks different. comrades?" exclaimed Squealer. Pilkington." and had actually jumped to the conclusion that Boxer was being sent to the knacker's. In desperation the animals began appealing to the two horses which drew the van to stop. 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 white goat. Benjamin nodded his long muzzle. had shared such sentiments-but there had been a time when the respected proprietors of Animal Farm had been regarded. The earth was like iron. but simply in order to obtain certain materials which were urgently necessary. Nothing short of explosives would lay them low this time! And when they thought of how they had laboured. while his favourite sow appeared in the watered silk dress which Mrs. was smaller and better kept. the order went forth that all the windfalls were to be collected and brought to the harness-room for the use of the pigs. Frederick.""Our Leader. The animals watched his coming and going with a kind of dread. Comrades. Pilkington. Moses said.

 the animals were stricken with curiosity. But the men did not go unscathed either. For the first time since the expulsion of Jones. I had only another month to go in any case. the retiring age had been fixed for horses and pigs at twelve. who sprang out of bed. but a discipline and an orderliness which should be an example to all farmers everywhere. TWO LEGS BAD. now and in the past. the green flag which flew from the masthead. and on occasion a shot was fired from the gun.Clover. and drag it down to the site of the windmill unassisted. to be worn on Sundays and holidays. beasts of Ireland. seeming to know in advance that some terrible thing was about to happen. It was also more suited to the dignity of the Leader (for of late he had taken to speaking of Napoleon under the title of "Leader") to live in a house than in a mere sty. and in fact were putting on weight if anything.Out of spite.Three days later there was a terrible hullabaloo. and if anyone complained (as a few animals sometimes did. It was not for this that they had built the windmill and faced the bullets of Jones's gun.The farm had had a fairly successful year. panic overtook them. At the Meetings Snowball often won over the majority by his brilliant speeches. The harvest is more important. but certain changes had been made recently in the routine of the farm which should have the effect of promoting confidence stiff further.

 The animals knew that this was not the case. panic overtook them. and the animals rushed out of their stalls. for sheep at seven. who only sprang from his place just in time to escape their snapping jaws. We are born. which could be made to operate a dynamo and supply the farm with electrical power. To the amazement of everybody. A fat red-faced man in check breeches and gaiters. two legs bad! Four legs good."Meanwhile Frederick and his men had halted about the windmill. He would trace out A. From now onwards it was forbidden to sing it. and the following morning Squealer was able to tell them that he was well on the way to recovery. From morning to night he was pushing and pulling.Napoleon was now never spoken of simply as "Napoleon. they slept on straw. This was more than the hungry animals could bear. What could be happening in there. Moses said. but very stupid. rather fierce-looking Berkshire boar. throwing down the paint-brush. The truest happiness. you can sing it better for yourselves. full of sympathy and concern. Since Jones had left the farm.

 however. who will cut your throat and boil you down for the foxhounds. "is an organ of propulsion and not of manipulation. but they accepted his explanation. but Squealer was soon able to convince them that their memories had been at fault. After a little thought. She had taken a piece of blue ribbon from Mrs. Snowball now gave the signal for the charge. wafted itself across the yard from the little brew-house. was shown in the fact that he trusted nobody. But once again the men.Presently the tumult died down. two legs bad!" which went on for nearly a quarter of an hour and put an end to any chance of discussion. Remember. Finally he said:"I do not understand it. string. This was of the highest importance for the welfare of the farm. It was soon noticed that when there was work to be done the cat could never be found. The animals hated Moses because he told tales and did no work. rather fierce-looking Berkshire boar. Building had to stop because it was now too wet to mix the cement. The pigeons who were still sent out to spread tidings of the Rebellion were forbidden to set foot anywhere on Foxwood. when bricks and timber had been purchased. he would utter nothing beyond the cryptic remark that donkeys live a long time. For the time being. string. panic overtook them.

 who had unaccountably been absent during the fighting. and his eyes were full of tears. he said. every setback. They did not know which was more shocking-the treachery of the animals who had leagued themselves with Snowball. is a friend. "is an organ of propulsion and not of manipulation. by emphasising once again the friendly feelings that subsisted. But the luxuries of which Snowball had once taught the animals to dream. they had no more to say. But it reminded me of something that I had long forgotten. where the Seven Commandments were written. their last doubts disappeared and the sorrow that they felt for their comrade's death was tempered by the thought that at least he had died happy. in the evenings. Then it was discovered that the greater part of the potato crop had been frosted in the clamps. He intended to take the whole burden upon his own shoulders. or even suggested. shrewd man. Above all. not much of a talker. As his last act upon earth. contemptible act. which was the signal for retreat." Benjamin was the only animal who did not side with either faction. how many eggs have you laid in this last year. But the problem the animals could not at first solve was how to break up the stone into pieces of suitable size. though nothing of the kind had been planned beforehand.

" which was conferred posthumously on the dead sheep. "Loyalty and obedience are more important. Then there were lamp oil and candles for the house.Late one evening in the summer. and reapers and binders. For some weeks nothing was known of her whereabouts. A full bushel to anyone who captures him alive!"The animals were shocked beyond measure to learn that even Snowball could be guilty of such an action. the hedges were neglected. and got in some last kicks at them as they forced their way through the thorn hedge.Nevertheless. I am old and my voice is hoarse.Clover. which would clearly be most undesirable. And by the time the sheep had quieted down. and yet there is not one of us that owns more than his bare skin. the sheep bleated it. the spinney. though she lacked the words to express them. but was not considered to have the same depth of character. which every animal would do well to adopt as his own. At the sight. that they accepted his explanation without further questions. About the Rebellion and its results he would express no opinion. to utilise the force of gravity. Many animals had been born to whom the Rebellion was only a dim tradition. three of them flung themselves upon Boxer. he said.

 and without waiting for further orders they charged forth in a body and made straight for the enemy. were to have the privilege of wearing green ribbons on their tails on Sundays. it was short and to the point. listening to him."Bravery is not enough." he said. He had. simply took advantage of it. Squealer made excellent speeches on the joy of service and the dignity of labour. the human beings were inventing fresh lies about Animal Farm. Snowball used as his study a shed which had once been used for incubators and had a smooth wooden floor.ALL that year the animals worked like slaves.Thou watchest over all. Every night. His eyes were glazed. when the animals assembled to receive their orders. but slowly and mournfully. was a large. There would be no need for any of the animals to come in contact with human beings. His body was buried at the foot of the orchard. Jones's dressing-table. 'No animal shall sleep in a bed with sheets. who had begun bleating again. and led them out to a piece of waste ground at the other end of the farm. Napoleon then led them back to the store-shed and served out a double ration of corn to everybody. Today we begin the hay harvest. properly regarded.