was with them for the greater part of every day. for sheep at seven.

 The skull of old Major
 The skull of old Major. Today we begin the hay harvest. how they had seen Snowball charging ahead of them at the Battle of the Cowshed. And the news soon leaked out that every pig was now receiving a ration of a pint of beer daily.As soon as the light in the bedroom went out there was a stirring and a fluttering all through the farm buildings. a grocer's van driving up to the farm once a week to take them away." This was to be suppressed. There had been a time-not that he. and always ate from the Crown Derby dinner service which had been in the glass cupboard in the drawing-room. had all been prepared. raised his gun and fired. the men were glad enough to rush out of the yard and make a bolt for the main road. above all. He was running as only a pig can run. but they saw clearly that it was their duty to prepare for it. The news of what had happened sped round the farm like wildfire.

 The others said of Squealer that he could turn black into white. in a way they had never sung it before. Nowadays they did not sit all together as they had done in the past. The dogs learned to read fairly well. We had thought that Snowball's rebellion was caused simply by his vanity and ambition. A unanimous resolution was passed on the spot that the farmhouse should be preserved as a museum. baying ferociously. No one believes more firmly than Comrade Napoleon that all animals are equal. it was in a ceremonial manner. two legs bad! Four legs good."Boxer!" she cried. and the general absence of pampering which he had observed on Animal Farm. It was as though the world had turned upside-down. Napoleon sent for pots of black and white paint and led the way down to the five-barred gate that gave on to the main road." repeated Boxer. On every kind of pretext she would run away from work and go to the drinking pool.

 clover was in season all the year round. and already in imagination he braced himself for the task. At this moment the man on the box whipped up his horses and the van moved out of the yard at a smart trot.Comrade Napoleon!Thou are the giver ofAll that thy creatures love. "Loyalty and obedience are more important." he said. and with his dogs gambolling round him. There were more songs. The only good human being is a dead one. "it is half-past six and we have a long day before us. More. There had also been a very strange custom. There was a cry of indignation. Someone said it was the smell of cooking barley. Kennels Supplied.The animals were taken aback.

 With one accord. the fields were full of weeds. He snuffed in every corner. "has stated categorically-categorically. Any animal caught singing it was given a flogging on the spot. for instance. Frederick were anxious to buy it. 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." and had actually jumped to the conclusion that Boxer was being sent to the knacker's. In future all questions relating to the working of the farm would be settled by a special committee of pigs. comrades) contain substances absolutely necessary to the well-being of a pig. who slept on a perch behind the back door. They were unfailing in their attendance at the secret meetings in the barn. Jones - One Thousand Useful Things to Do About the House. just on the other side of that dark cloud that you can see-there it lies. I saw him myself.

"It's no longer needed. Moses said. what with the songs. But it appears to me that that wall looks different."Comrades. as it was warm weather. and our enemies would be upon us. four pigeons were sent to Foxwood with a conciliatory message. the tips of his hoofs clawing at the ground. and in August Napoleon announced that there would be work on Sunday afternoons as well. Today he and his friends had visited Animal Farm and inspected every inch of it with their own eyes. of marching every Sunday morning past a boar's skull which was nailed to a post in the garden. They had been nervous about the effects upon their own animals. make use of the fallen stones."I do not believe that. for the warmest place.

 properly regarded. with an escort of six dogs who closely surrounded him and growled if anyone came too near. which had not been covered thickly enough. before the regular day's work began. the animals crept back into the barn. But in the morning a deep silence hung over the farmhouse. two legs bad!" and the momentary awkwardness was smoothed over. Jessie. the strong protecting the weak. but was too drunk to remember to shut the popholes. which it had previously been intended to set aside as a grazing-ground for animals who were past work. They would meet in the public-houses and prove to one another by means of diagrams that the windmill was bound to fall down. even as things were. without speaking. were a great success. And so.

 who only sprang from his place just in time to escape their snapping jaws.For that day we all must labour. The potatoes had become soft and discoloured. wearing both his medals (for he had recently awarded himself "Animal Hero."Old Major cleared his throat and began to sing. He announced that from now on the Sunday-morning Meetings would come to an end." And from then on he adopted the maxim. There were shoutings. geese and turkeys. and such animals as were tall enough peered in at the dining-room window. the sheep and cows lay down behind the pigs and began to chew the cud. they drank from the pool. It now appeared that Snowball had not. The animals watched his coming and going with a kind of dread. they raised a terrible outcry. neither pigs nor dogs produced any food by their own labour; and there were very many of them.

 They were generally hungry. comrades. or wear clothes. of marching every Sunday morning past a boar's skull which was nailed to a post in the garden. It was lucky that the owners of the two farms which adjoined Animal Farm were on permanently bad terms. for instance. At the appointed time the animals would leave their work and march round the precincts of the farm in military formation. running faster than ever. never growing tired of it. so much labour would be saved that the animals would only need to work three days a week. Some progress was made in the dry frosty weather that followed. and the other pigs sitting behind. and tell Squealer what has happened. running faster than ever. with raging south-west winds. would read out to them lists of figures proving that the production of every class of foodstuff had increased by two hundred per cent.

"He is dead. A minute later all five of them were in full flight down the cart-track that led to the main road. There was also "Animal Hero. Most of Animal Farm was within their view-the long pasture stretching down to the main road. passed on by word of mouth. The grass and the bursting hedges were gilded by the level rays of the sun. to the number of thirty-five.Out of spite. Jessie. carry out the orders that were given to her. This was run up the flagstaff in the farmhouse garden every Sunday 8. in fact. Even Napoleon. as usual. and to finish it by the appointed date. he had been censured for showing cowardice in the battle.

 The potatoes had become soft and discoloured. Slowly. Jones. my mother and the other sows used to sing an old song of which they knew only the tune and the first three words. The winter was as cold as the last one had been. not even when the pigs took Mr. They had thought the Fifth Commandment was "No animal shall drink alcohol. "It does not matter. Some of them had five chins. and if one of them said that such and such a field was just right for cabbages. but it had long since passed out of my mind. since no animal now stole." he said. in the late afternoon. All these rumours had probably originated with Snowball and his agents. What was it that had altered in the faces of the pigs? Clover's old dim eyes flitted from one face to another.

 he broke the eggs.There was a deadly silence. or wear clothes. Clover was a stout motherly mare approaching middle life. as it was warm weather. temporarily stunned. how many eggs have you laid in this last year. and each gazed his fill. Some of the pigs themselves. at the beds with their feather mattresses. towards the end of January it became obvious that it would be necessary to procure some more grain from somewhere. Without saying anything to the others. through the agency of Whymper. the horsehair sofa. He had flogged an old horse to death. beasts of Ireland.

 which are the mark of a human being. and usually hungry as well. One of them. we should starve to death. Now that the small field beyond the orchard had been set aside for barley. presided over by himself. growling dogs roamed everywhere. 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. twenty cows. and two geese were killed. thinking to set back our plans and avenge himself for his ignominious expulsion. for the harvest was an even bigger success than they had hoped. well aware that everything that they did was for the benefit of themselves and those of their kind who would come after them. were unable to learn the Seven Commandments by heart. or touch money. Clover dropped to her knees at his side.

 to represent the green fields of England. Pilkington's excellent and neighbourly speech. sheep. Can you not understand that liberty is worth more than ribbons? "Mollie agreed. but had not believed that it would really happen. One night at about twelve o'clock there was a loud crash in the yard. and later on."A bird's wing. Snowball now launched his second line of attack. He seldom talked. and to have seen the everlasting fields of clover and the linseed cake and lump sugar growing on the hedges. he said. things had been better or worse than now. rearing up on his hind legs and striking out with his great iron-shod hoofs like a stallion. comrades. comrades. on a pleasant evening when the animals had finished work and were making their way back to the farm buildings. But Benjamin pushed her aside and in the midst of a deadly silence he read:" 'Alfred Simmonds. If Pilkington and his men would help them.

 sing Beasts of England. Can you not understand that liberty is worth more than ribbons? "Mollie agreed. perfect comradeship in the struggle." he said. was a large. And Boxer's stall was empty. No animal shall sleep in a bed. And when the nine dogs of Napoleon's own bodyguard. First Class. Courage.Meanwhile the timber was being carted away at high speed. clean straw to roll upon;Every beast great or smallSleeps at peace in his stall. for instance."I do not believe that. Napoleon. too. Clover took her aside. The next moment a choking roar of rage sounded from Napoleon's apartments. all the animals turned and fled through the gateway into the yard.

 rather fierce-looking Berkshire boar. Every day Snowball and Napoleon sent out flights of pigeons whose instructions were to mingle with the animals on neighbouring farms. work hard. as we now know." said Squealer stiffly. but in a moment Snowball's eloquence had carried them away. cutting them off. carrying tiny wisps of hay in their beaks. He was deceived. the blinkers. it was felt that the killings which had taken place did not square with this. came racing up the path on his bicycle. B. None of the animals could form any idea as to what this meant. Between pigs and human beings there was not.Wheat and barley. They were generally hungry. When the boulder began to slip and the animals cried out in despair at finding themselves dragged down the hill. He was a sly-looking little man with side whiskers.

 and brought in a handsome money profit. only one real ambition left-to see the windmill well under way before he reached the age for retirement. and what did they find? Not only the most up-to-date methods.. his voice was hoarse. properly regarded. but some of them believed in Sugarcandy Mountain. Muriel began to spell out the words. There were songs. your resolution must never falter. And not an animal on the farm had stolen so much as a mouthful. then the debates must stop. It was used for milling corn.They had won. And so within five minutes of their invasion they were in ignominious retreat by the same way as they had come. For a long i. He was rumoured to be hiding on one of the neighbouring farms. Squealer was with them for the greater part of every day. for sheep at seven.