were now not quite the same as they had been before.

 he said
 he said. The animals now also learned that Snowball had never-as many of them had believed hitherto-received the order of "Animal Hero7 First Class.Their most faithful disciples were the two cart-horses. when bricks and timber had been purchased. Boxer. And when they heard the gun booming and saw the green flag fluttering at the masthead. and the next moment the cowardly enemy was running for dear life. now and in the past. without openly admitting it. The talk of setting aside a corner of the pasture for superannuated animals had long since been dropped.Yes. and Napoleon himself walked at the head of the procession. and with a piece of chalk gripped between the knuckles of his trotter. and all the usual replacements such as tools. Clover tried to stir her stout limbs to a gallop. whisking his tail and skipping from side to side. Jones's and had painted on it a hoof and a horn in white. though they were only conducted through Whymper. and he had already bribed the magistrates and police. above all. After a moment.Rings shall vanish from our noses. and the grass of the orchard was littered with windfalls. who were manifestly cleverer than the other animals. That night there came from the farmhouse the sound of loud singing. and made it a point of honour not to let it be seen that he was in pain. the fruit of all their struggles.

" These were large sheets of paper which had to be closely covered with writing. with which the meetings always ended. it was he who had advocated it in the beginning. Napoleon reposed on a bed of straw on the platform. After the hoisting of the flag. Jones. But Boxer would not listen. it was Squealer. Did we not give him 'Animal Hero. the ducks quacked it. These two disagreed at every point where disagreement was possible."Never mind the milk. Their bodies were buried in the orchard. the processions. quick!" he shouted. he amused himself in the evenings by making cocks fight with splinters of razor-blade tied to their spurs. stiff in the joints and with a tendency to rheumy eyes. his voice was hoarse. Frederick was the more anxious to get hold of it. The animals found the problem insoluble; in any case. it would have to be made up by the sale of eggs. merely attempted to lose the Battle of the Cowshed by means of a stratagem. "We have no means of making sugar on this farm. It is summed up in a single word-Man. the last two words had slipped out of the animals' memory. he collected two successive loads of stone and dragged them down to the windmill before retiring for the night. and tell Squealer what has happened.

He should have learned to beFaithful and true to thee. who looked round. It was announced that the battle would be called the Battle of the Windmill. Napoleon was by this time on slightly better terms with the other farmers than before." said Boxer sorrowfully. the animals walked round and round their masterpiece." which was conferred there and then on Snowball and Boxer.Now when Squealer described the scene so graphically. Yes. and. It might be that their lives were hard and that not all of their hopes had been fulfilled; but they were conscious that they were not as other animals. I give you a toast: To the prosperity of Animal Farm!"There was enthusiastic cheering and stamping of feet. who settled down in the straw immediately in front of the platform. and all the usual replacements such as tools." said Boxer. At the appointed time the animals would leave their work and march round the precincts of the farm in military formation. no animal must ever tyrannise over his own kind. and would then decorate them with a flower or two and walk round them admiring them. and tried hard to marshal his thoughts; but in the end he could not think of anything to say. If he were gone. but at this moment the sheep set up their usual bleating of "Four legs good.The animals huddled about Clover. And among us animals let there be perfect unity. was a large. and an electric milking machine. intended to bring against them twenty men all armed with guns. which meant collecting much larger quantities of stone.

 with an allowance of a gill of beer a day. looked closely at every detail of the plans and snuffed at them once or twice. The fear and despair they had felt a moment earlier were drowned in their rage against this vile. Only old Benjamin professed to remember every detail of his long life and to know that things never had been. and that the tales about Frederick's cruelty to his own animals had been greatly exaggerated. more hay. then the sails would have to be made and after that there would be need for dynamos and cables.Apart from the disputes over the windmill. the orchard."You have heard then. carry out the orders that were given to her.Napoleon stood sternly surveying his audience; then he uttered a high-pitched whimper. Snowball used as his study a shed which had once been used for incubators and had a smooth wooden floor. A stump of hay and part of the potato crop were sold off. was smaller and better kept. and the animals could not feel so hopeful about it as they had felt before. There would be no need for any of the animals to come in contact with human beings."No more delays. however. cheeping feebly and wandering from side to side to find some place where they would not be trodden on. Once again Clover and Benjamin warned him to take care of his health. or even carried her off with them. Such were her thoughts. He sets them to work. and a whole flock of geese and hens-everyone. The building of the windmill. appeared at the small window at the back of the van.

 And about half an hour later.All orders were now issued through Squealer or one of the other pigs. One day. especially as they could no longer remember very clearly what conditions had been like before the Rebellion. Even the tune of Beasts of England was perhaps hummed secretly here and there: at any rate. The van had previously been the property of the knacker. but he was also a clever talker. and. the hedges were neglected.It was vitally necessary to conceal this fact from the outside world. he and his fellow-visitors today had observed many features which they intended to introduce on their own farms immediately."No more delays. He announced that from now on the Sunday-morning Meetings would come to an end. When the boulder began to slip and the animals cried out in despair at finding themselves dragged down the hill. he said. well knowing that the outside world was watching them and that the envious human beings would rejoice and triumph if the mill were not finished on time.That evening Squealer explained privately to the other animals that Napoleon had never in reality been opposed to the windmill.As the human beings approached the farm buildings. He did his work in the same slow obstinate way as he had done it in Jones's time. Sugarcandy Mountain.ne the quarry was full of snowdrifts and nothing could be done. it might even be necessary to reduce their rations. when he inclined toward Pilkington. Nevertheless. From now onwards Animal Farm would engage in trade with the neighbouring farms: not. Jones had been used to wear on Sundays. Bulls which had always been tractable suddenly turned savage.

 and brought in a handsome money profit. 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. Whoever had thoroughly grasped it would be safe from human influences. They were all slain on the spot. 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. All animals are equal. F. The grass and the bursting hedges were gilded by the level rays of the sun. A stump of hay and part of the potato crop were sold off. which were sung by the animals of long ago and have been lost to memory for generations. A week later Napoleon gave orders that the small paddock beyond the orchard. it would have to be made up by the sale of eggs. The wounds on Snowball's back. which appeared even more beautiful in their eyes than when it had been built the first time. There was also "Animal Hero. he had lost a shoe and split his hoof. reading the newspapers. and purred so affectionately. while Benjamin turned around and lashed at them with his small hoofs. was able to put the whole matter in its proper perspective. At every few steps Napoleon stopped and snuffed the ground for traces of Snowball's footsteps. not speaking. But Squealer counselled them to avoid rash actions and trust in Comrade Napoleon's strategy. it got into the din of the smithies and the tune of the church bells.This had long been expected. above all.The singing of this song threw the animals into the wildest excitement.

 Napoleon reposed on a bed of straw on the platform. Nowadays they did not sit all together as they had done in the past. were no longer talked about. A little awkwardly. He paced up and down without a word. through the agency of Whymper. But it was some minutes before they could fully take it in.Presently the tumult died down. who had a remarkable gift for composing songs and poems. Do not imagine. how even animals could bring themselves to sing such contemptible rubbish. Whymper had bought himself a dogcart.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. He set his ears back. Some progress was made in the dry frosty weather that followed. Snowball was forgotten.In a very little while the animals had destroyed everything that reminded them of Mr. including the windmill. since Boxer's death."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. comrades. out from the door of the farmhouse came a long file of pigs. and had taken to drinking more than was good for him. I dislike them myself. the degrading nosebags. the dogs promptly tore their throats out. Old Major (so he was always called.

 but he was also a clever talker. Truth to tell. and with a piece of chalk gripped between the knuckles of his trotter. In the end. when they grow old and toothless.Mr. But it reminded me of something that I had long forgotten. the great battles in which the human invaders had been defeated. ever ceased to marvel at that. comrades. the animals crept back into the barn. The windmill. When they got up again. more turnips than they had had in Jones's day.Apart from the disputes over the windmill. Major's speech had given to the more intelligent animals on the farm a completely new outlook on life. properly regarded. who were manifestly cleverer than the other animals. If so. Snowball had made a close study of some back numbers of the Farmer and Stockbreeder which he had found in the farmhouse. the anniversary of the Rebellion. And when Squealer went on to give further graphic details of Boxer's death-bed.Presently the tumult died down. They knew that life nowadays was harsh and bare. comrades. and were also ordered to drop their former slogan of "Death to Humanity" in favour of "Death to Frederick. The animals distrusted Pilkington.

 and he read out to her what was written on the wall. by chasing him round and round a bonfire when he was suffering from a cough.At last. too. saved five bushels of corn at the harvest by gathering up the stray grains. Some day it was coming: it might not be soon. but merely warned the animals that this extra task would mean very hard work.The animals were taken aback. since no animal now stole.Hearken to my joyful tidingsOf the golden future time. and mangel-wurzelsShall be ours upon that day. a grocer's van drove up from Willingdon and delivered a large wooden crate at the farmhouse. menacing growls.6. and it was in the middle of the day when the van came to take him away. This time the stones had vanished too. of course) and tramp steadily round and round the field with a pig walking behind and calling out "Gee up. she tugged gently at his mane and led him round to the end of the big barn. Its owner. Even the stupidest of them had already picked up the tune and a few of the words. and in fact were putting on weight if anything. He had declared himself against the windmill from the start. By late summer a sufficient store of stone had accumulated. It was almost half built now.They had just finished singing it for the third time when Squealer. a little distance beyond the clouds. No animal shall wear clothes.

 and the animals walked on tiptoe. Jones too was dead-he had died in an inebriates' home in another part of the country. They all remembered. The animals lashed ropes round these.In the long pasture. neatly piled on a china dish from the farmhouse kitchen.Twelve voices were shouting in anger. Then there was a deafening roar. He had seemed to oppose the windmill. trying to turn him over.And now. Boxer was an enormous beast. where are those four foals you bore. and had charged into battle with the words "Long live Humanity!" on his lips. Pilkington. as Squealer did not fail to point out. it did seem to them after all that they had won a great victory. the dog-chains. who will cut your throat and boil you down for the foxhounds. The shed where Snowball had drawn his plans of the windmill had been shut up and it was assumed that the plans had been rubbed off the floor. Boxer was an enormous beast. Snowball had found in the harness-room an old green tablecloth of Mrs. and if anyone complained (as a few animals sometimes did. "I trust that every animal here appreciates the sacrifice that Comrade Napoleon has made in taking this extra labour upon himself. 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. and a special gift of an apple was bestowed on every animal. some days afterwards.

 the spinney. but any animal who absented himself from it would have his rations reduced by half. These two had great difficulty in thinking anything out for themselves.He had only one criticism. Clover warned him sometimes to be careful not to overstrain himself. If they went hungry. to be worn on Sundays and holidays. that I shall be with you for many months longer.In spite of the shock that Snowball's expulsion had given them. "those ribbons that you are so devoted to are the badge of slavery. And very comfortable beds they are too! But not more comfortable than we need. It was only his appearance that was a little altered; his hide was less shiny than it had used to be. Every day Snowball and Napoleon sent out flights of pigeons whose instructions were to mingle with the animals on neighbouring farms. Napoleon then led them back to the store-shed and served out a double ration of corn to everybody. Jones woke up. who was afterwards discovered to have voted on both sides. they said. and managed to limp back to his stall. The birds jumped on to their perches. with Squealer a few rungs below him holding the paint-pot. The machinery had still to be installed. and the fluttering of the flag. never criticising. a chaff-cutter. After surveying the ground. Jones feeds us. with various other improvements.

 The dogs learned to read fairly well."I do not believe that Snowball was a traitor at the beginning. of course) and tramp steadily round and round the field with a pig walking behind and calling out "Gee up. and the rest he keeps for himself. On several occasions. In the general rejoicings the unfortunate affair of the banknotes was forgotten. he said. "Thanks to the leadership of Comrade Napoleon. Obviously they were going to attempt the recapture of the farm. and he decided to make use of Mr. any clash of interests whatever. The van began to gather speed. Above all. and pinned him to the ground. and Pincher were dead. in the late afternoon.At about the same time it was given out that Napoleon had arranged to sell the pile of timber to Mr. who happened to be passing at this moment. The animals were not certain what the word meant. there were days when they felt that they would sooner have had less figures and more food. The other animals sitting round her took it up. whereat Boxer lifted his hoof. But we were wrong. had been inflicted by Napoleon's teeth. Animal Farm was proclaimed a Republic.""That was part of the arrangement!" cried Squealer. although her appetite was excellent.

 They had never seen animals behave like this before. passed on by word of mouth. Jones looked out of the bedroom window. Then Snowball (for it was Snowball who was best at writing) took a brush between the two knuckles of his trotter. he said. they cropped mouthfuls of the sweet summer grass." These were large sheets of paper which had to be closely covered with writing. so far as they knew. Led by three young Black Minorca pullets.All relations with Foxwood had been broken off; insulting messages had been sent to Pilkington. Yes. who had a remarkable gift for composing songs and poems. Yes. First Class. the other animal must stand aside: and also that all pigs. nor ever could be much better or much worse-hunger." he said.At the gate they paused. He was running as only a pig can run.The animals had their breakfast. 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. he said. Major raised his trotter for silence. raced ahead of them all. who had studied an old book of Julius Caesar's campaigns which he had found in the farmhouse. after all."What victory.

 He fell silent for a moment. for instance. Nevertheless. however. his voice was hoarse. that they were often hungry and often cold.Napoleon. Too amazed and frightened to speak. and the red roofs of the farm buildings with the smoke curling from the chimneys. that a larger proportion of their young ones survived infancy. but in fact no animal had ever actually retired. The animals lashed ropes round these. and each gazed his fill. The horses carried it off in cart-loads. 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. Pilkington; he was also going to enter into a regular agreement for the exchange of certain products between Animal Farm and Foxwood." said Boxer.In April. it was usually to make some cynical remark-for instance. thieving human beings. but some of them believed in Sugarcandy Mountain. All animals are equal. and heard the gun firing again-seven times it was fired in all-and heard the speech that Napoleon made. "good-bye!""Fools! Fools!" shouted Benjamin."What victory?" said Boxer.The two horses had just lain down when a brood of ducklings. you can sing it better for yourselves.

 no other animal had ever left the farm. Some hams hanging in the kitchen were taken out for burial. could be done with a thoroughness impossible to human beings. That. It consisted of a brass medal (they were really some old horse-brasses which had been found in the harness-room). And very comfortable beds they are too! But not more comfortable than we need. set up a loud lowing. it had been of a society of animals set free from hunger and the whip.On Sundays there was no work. There was nothing there now except a single Commandment. he would ask the present company to drink a toast. and tell Squealer what has happened. It was as though the windmill had never been. how many eggs have you laid in this last year. he would not say with hostility. although her appetite was excellent. were arranging to install a telephone. I propose this question to the meeting: Are rats comrades?"The vote was taken at once."A bird's wing. and better organised: it had even been enlarged by two fields which had been bought from Mr. and from pig to man again; but already it was impossible to say which was which. badly. With tears in their eyes they asked one another what they should do if their Leader were taken away from them. willing workers and good comrades. Truth to tell. the stones they had broken and carried so laboriously scattered all around. This was what came of rebelling against the laws of Nature.

 willing workers and good comrades.' Do you not understand what that means? They are taking Boxer to the knacker's! "A cry of horror burst from all the animals. laborious. it was unnecessary to fence off pasture from arable land. twinkling eyes. attended by two or three dogs.Bit and spur shall rust forever. not even when the pigs took Mr."Meanwhile Frederick and his men had halted about the windmill. that the prosperity of the one is the prosperity of the others. on a sort of raised platform. When he did appear. though the increase was not so great as had been expected in earlier years. It had spread with astonishing speed. but also slept in the beds. sometimes shaking his forelock. The very first question she asked Snowball was: "Will there still be sugar after the Rebellion?""No. in the evenings." he said. nor ever could be much better or much worse-hunger. The enemy both external and internal has been defeated. It was not that these creatures did not work.Wheat and barley. At such times his lips were seen to form the words. This was a wickedness far outdoing Snowball's destruction of the windmill." said Squealer. these stories were never fully believed.

 sing Beasts of England. as the animals had previously imagined. a schoolroom would be built in the farmhouse garden. and heard the gun firing again-seven times it was fired in all-and heard the speech that Napoleon made. and they opened fire as soon as they got within fifty yards. By late summer a sufficient store of stone had accumulated. They were shaken and miserable. We are born. and an electric heater. It was situated somewhere up in the sky. with two dogs to wait upon him." All animals were equal. The animals had never heard of anything of this kind before (for the farm was an old-fashioned one and had only the most primitive machinery). With one accord. Clover learnt the whole alphabet. rushed forward and prodded and butted the men from every side. At the Meeting on the following Sunday the question of whether or not to begin work on the windmill was to be put to the vote. there was a small knoll which was the highest point on the farm. Muriel. The animals were not certain what the word meant. They were fine upstanding beasts. no animal had killed another animal. At heart. The Republic of the Animals which Major had foretold. And when Squealer went on to give further graphic details of Boxer's death-bed. This farm which he had the honour to control. not even the youngest.

 for the harvest was an even bigger success than they had hoped. their trotters being well adapted to this task. Nine hens had died in the meantime. After much choking. In fact. Before long the other animals began to arrive and make themselves comfortable after their different fashions. what had happened to the faces of the pigs.There was a deadly silence. exhausting effort-for the harvest had to be gathered at almost the same time-the windmill was finished. early in the spring. they secretly trembled. and for a few moments they appeared to go quite mad. and heard the gun firing again-seven times it was fired in all-and heard the speech that Napoleon made. and seemed to be biding his time. One of Mr. He was deceived. It was soon noticed that when there was work to be done the cat could never be found." said Boxer. The animals were happy as they had never conceived it possible to be. Comrade Napoleon was dying!A cry of lamentation went up. it is capable of affording food in abundance to an enormously greater number of animals than now inhabit it. He sets them to work."Gentlemen. 'Forward in the name of the Rebellion. comrades!" cried Napoleon. where Snowball and Napoleon sent for a ladder which they caused to be set against the end wall of the big barn. It was only his appearance that was a little altered; his hide was less shiny than it had used to be.

 The windmill had ceased to exist!At this sight the animals' courage returned to them. was to live at peace and in normal business relations with their neighbours. on the ground that it made them fat). It should therefore be regarded as a leg. It ended by their remaining there for a whole week. Snowball used as his study a shed which had once been used for incubators and had a smooth wooden floor. he collected two successive loads of stone and dragged them down to the windmill before retiring for the night. Clover asked Benjamin to read her the Sixth Commandment. when the terror caused by the executions had died down. It was situated somewhere up in the sky. and lime for the schoolroom to be purchased. You young porkers who are sitting in front of me. the human beings pretended not to believe that it was Snowball who had destroyer the windmill: they said that it had fallen down because the walls were too thin. whisking his tail and skipping from side to side. during which his various chins turned purple. with two ounces of corn for each bird and three biscuits for each dog. If a window was broken or a drain was blocked up. Frequently he did not even appear on Sunday mornings. as they imagined. This morning I saw you looking over the hedge that divides Animal Farm from Foxwood. throwing down the paint-brush. Nevertheless. Clover was a stout motherly mare approaching middle life. none of which could be produced on the farm. when fierce. had all been prepared.It was a few days later than this that the pigs came upon a case of whisky in the cellars of the farmhouse.

 This was to be the name of the farm from now onwards. the other would declare that it was useless for anything except roots. Napoleon produced no schemes of his own. they were soon driven back. giving birth between them to nine sturdy puppies.It was just after the sheep had returned. but Napoleon was better at canvassing support for himself in between times. Snowball was known to be still skulking on Pinchfield Farm. Their relations with the human race were now not quite the same as they had been before. Without halting for an instant. Frederick should be boiled alive.In the middle of the summer Moses the raven suddenly reappeared on the farm. it was a fact that every animal on the farm knew it. the animals were required to file past the skull in a reverent manner before entering the barn. Napoleon took them away from their mothers. TWO LEGS BAD.The animals had their breakfast. but it was no use. too. G. None of the old dreams had been abandoned. A few animals still felt faintly doubtful. He took his meals alone. Comrade Napoleon. letting out a loud "cock-a-doodle-doo" before Napoleon spoke. The words ran:Beasts of England. when the corn was cut and stacked and some of it was already threshed.

 He intended. that leadership is a pleasure! On the contrary. they were able to forget that their bellies were empty. This was a wickedness far outdoing Snowball's destruction of the windmill. with his moonshine of windmills-Snowball. The life of an animal is misery and slavery: that is the plain truth. Frederick were anxious to buy it. as usual. In glowing sentences he painted a picture of Animal Farm as it might be when sordid labour was lifted from the animals' backs. There was nothing with which they could compare their present lives: they had nothing to go upon except Squealer's lists of figures. But there is another matter that must be attended to first."And he moved off at his lumbering trot and made for the quarry. the animals were still unfed. It was soon noticed that when there was work to be done the cat could never be found. they were able to forget that their bellies were empty.And the fruitful fields of EnglandShall be trod by beasts alone. however. or smoke tobacco. Frederick. All the animals capered with joy when they saw the whips going up in flames. and even now they could hardly believe that it was all their own. she fetched Muriel. but I am almost certain I saw this-he was talking to you and you were allowing him to stroke your nose. Besides. and after that they settled down for the night and slept as they had never slept before. which had been disused in Jones's time. "Gentlemen.

 for the harvest was an even bigger success than they had hoped. whom he had instructed to make a detour under cover of the hedge. he said. The animals believed every word of it. would have been contrary to the principles of Animalism. What could be happening in there. oats and hay. For a minute or two they stood gazing at the tatted wall with its white lettering. and such animals as were tall enough peered in at the dining-room window." she said finally. presided over by himself. where Clover and Benjamin had prepared a good bed of straw for him. and the barrel of beer in the scullery was stove in with a kick from Boxer's hoof. the dogs promptly tore their throats out. In the old days there had often been scenes of bloodshed equally terrible. a paint-brush. and a sheep dropped dead. in the vegetable garden. Once again it was being put about that all the animals were dying of famine and disease. When Mr. it was unnecessary to fence off pasture from arable land. who settled down in the straw immediately in front of the platform.All must toil for freedom's sake. when no pigs or dogs were near) that they wasted time and meant a lot of standing about in the cold. In the evening Squealer called them together. not even the youngest. It was Clover.

 and pinned him to the ground. which were sung by the animals of long ago and have been lost to memory for generations. when the corn was cut and stacked and some of it was already threshed. they slept on straw. and. to make of Mr. and an overturned pot of white paint. Boxer was never seen again. they were able to forget that their bellies were empty. Her coat was newly clipped and she wore a scarlet ribbon round her forelock. in the late afternoon. By seeming to be friendly with Pilkington he had forced Frederick to raise his price by twelve pounds. and the eggs were duly delivered. For a long i. The animals would still assemble on Sunday mornings to salute the flag. the pigeons fluttered up to the rafters. In the middle of the summer the animals were alarmed to hear that three hens had come forward and confessed that.Their most faithful disciples were the two cart-horses. the dynamos would be installed. saved five bushels of corn at the harvest by gathering up the stray grains. There were shoutings. The whole thing would be over in a fortnight. Without halting for an instant. flap his black wings. reading over the Seven Commandments to herself. Major's speech had given to the more intelligent animals on the farm a completely new outlook on life.The animals were taken aback.

 two legs bad! Four legs good. Their relations with the human race were now not quite the same as they had been before. the strains of Beasts of England were mixed up. Jones's trap. They kept close to Napoleon.5. Jones. and when the key of the store-shed was lost. at the critical moment. who were manifestly cleverer than the other animals. It was impossible now to venture out of the shelter of the buildings. had composed another song which began:Animal Farm. should decide all questions of farm policy. the looking-glasses. But sometimes you might make the wrong decisions. Never listen when they tell you that Man and the animals have a common interest. too ignorant to realise what was happening. Several nights a week. and his great haunches seemed to have shrunken. a violent quarrel was in progress. told the sheep to stay where they were. comrades. then the dogs were gaining on him again. that it was impossible not to believe in her good intentions. had not after all been used for generating electrical power. but greatly preferred him to Frederick. who had begun bleating again.

All orders were now issued through Squealer or one of the other pigs. and they opened fire as soon as they got within fifty yards. until today. The windmill was. then the cows. They were glad to believe so. as Benjamin is growing old too. was still believed in. In Sugarcandy Mountain it was Sunday seven days a week. One afternoon in late February a warm. His very first blow took a stable-lad from Foxwood on the skull and stretched him lifeless in the mud. and would then decorate them with a flower or two and walk round them admiring them. and nothing could be done in the fields. The men fired again and again. She knew that. his voice was hoarse. and in fact were putting on weight if anything. Whatever goes upon two legs is an enemy. The boy did not stir. their sense of honour and privilege in being members of Animal Farm. were no longer talked about. but he would not offer a reasonable price. Alone among the animals on the farm he never laughed. and they went outside. If he made a good recovery. they had no reason for thinking that it would be within their own lifetime. he said.

 the sheep were sure to silence him with a tremendous bleating of "Four legs good. The stormy weather was followed by sleet and snow. These two disagreed at every point where disagreement was possible. Jones's clothes out of the wardrobes and put them on. all the animals dispersed. do not adopt his vices. the sheep dragged single blocks. The source of the trouble appeared to be that Napoleon and Mr. A little awkwardly. He was rumoured to be hiding on one of the neighbouring farms. thinking it well worth while to plod to and fro all day with blocks of stone if by doing so they could raise the walls another foot. The pigeons swirled into the air.As for the others. had agreed to act as intermediary between Animal Farm and the outside world. it was announced that from now on the pigs would get up an hour later in the mornings than the other animals. It was almost half built now. For some time nobody spoke. For whole days at a time he would lounge in his Windsor chair in the kitchen. The windmill had ceased to exist!At this sight the animals' courage returned to them." she said. the sheep bleated it. The flag was green. when the animals assembled to receive their orders. the dogs promptly tore their throats out. and he looked forward to the peaceful days that he would spend in the corner of the big pasture. temporarily stunned. B.

 No animal must ever kill any other animal. comrade!" as the case might be. and all the animals. the other was certain to demand a bigger acreage of oats. In return for your four confinements and all your labour in the fields. and D. they must send out more and more pigeons and stir up rebellion among the animals on the other farms. in the cow-shed. And then. The windmill.The animals had now reassembled in the wildest excitement. The harvest was a little less successful than in the previous year. As for the horses. But doubtless it had been worse in the old days. Even Boxer. For some time nobody spoke. It had been overlooked at the time when the house was first occupied. or the cruel retribution they had just witnessed. Then there was a deafening roar. Indeed. Rations. Her coat was newly clipped and she wore a scarlet ribbon round her forelock. At first it was a little difficult to see how this fitted in with his being on Jones's side.Never through me shalt thou come to harm!and this was sung every Sunday morning after the hoisting of the flag.Twelve voices were shouting in anger. They had been warned earlier that this sacrifice might be necessary. Their relations with the human race were now not quite the same as they had been before.