Moreover. The animals slain in the battle were given a solemn funeral. The windmill was.

 and they did not like to think of their sick comrade in the hands of human beings
 and they did not like to think of their sick comrade in the hands of human beings. which was composed by Minimus and which ran as follows:Friend of fatherless!Fountain of happiness!Lord of the swill-bucket! Oh. Once again it was being put about that all the animals were dying of famine and disease. Did we not give him 'Animal Hero. hot and cold water. And then. the lithograph of Queen Victoria over the drawing-room mantelpiece. tortured one another with red-hot horseshoes. "is an organ of propulsion and not of manipulation. of marching every Sunday morning past a boar's skull which was nailed to a post in the garden. except those of the pigs and the dogs. He was therefore making arrangements to sell a stack of hay and part of the current year's wheat crop. two legs bad!" But by and large the animals enjoyed these celebrations. Even so. and with a hard effort managed to formulate his thoughts."Comrades. Once again it was being put about that all the animals were dying of famine and disease. but they were weary and bleeding. They rolled in the dew. Benjamin. as though at a signal. Pilkington had each played an ace of spades simultaneously. Word had gone round during the day that old Major. at the critical moment. merely set back their ears and quickened their pace. and their udders were almost bursting. And Squealer.

 was smaller and better kept. And the animals heard. And yet the song was irrepressible. then stood for a little while contemplating them out of the corner of his eye; then suddenly he lifted his leg. it was felt that the killings which had taken place did not square with this.He had only one criticism. All the habits of Man are evil. One day. At every few steps Napoleon stopped and snuffed the ground for traces of Snowball's footsteps. a grocer's van driving up to the farm once a week to take them away. braying at the top of his voice. Squealer was so fat that he could with difficulty see out of his eyes. and in a terrible voice Napoleon demanded whether any other animal had anything to confess. all equal. and even now they could hardly believe that it was all their own. They tiptoed from room to room. There was also "Animal Hero. Muriel. "Quick. The cows declared unanimously that Snowball crept into their stalls and milked them in their sleep. This very morning we begin rebuilding the windmill. There was no thought of rebellion or disobedience in her mind. If a window was broken or a drain was blocked up. Snowball declared that this was just the place for a windmill. His very first blow took a stable-lad from Foxwood on the skull and stretched him lifeless in the mud." said somebody. however.

 "That will be attended to. majestically upright. with walls twice as thick as before. the animals waited. and dog biscuits. between the shafts of the cart. as though nothing had happened. But the luxuries of which Snowball had once taught the animals to dream. for sheep at seven. The whole of the big pasture. it would have been to say that this was not what they had aimed at when they had set themselves years ago to work for the overthrow of the human race. There was a cry of indignation. "We have no means of making sugar on this farm. He had become much disheartened after losing money in a lawsuit. Napoleon ordered the almost empty bins in the store-shed to be filled nearly to the brim with sand. His tail had grown rigid and twitched sharply from side to side." said Boxer. For some time nobody spoke. "surely there is no one among you who wants to see Jones come back?"Now if there was one thing that the animals were completely certain of. and occasionally feeding Moses on crusts of bread soaked in beer. he added. They saw. now that it was truly their own food. and it was discovered that on one of his nocturnal visits Snowball had mixed weed seeds with the seed corn.4. Snowball was racing across the long pasture that led to the road. Rations.

 even in defence of their own interests. of the Manor Farm. But there is another matter that must be attended to first. he said. Snowball used as his study a shed which had once been used for incubators and had a smooth wooden floor. at least part of the time. Soon there were five buckets of frothing creamy milk at which many of the animals looked with considerable interest. A fat red-faced man in check breeches and gaiters.The men gave a shout of triumph. Here. None of you has ever seen a dead donkey. he starved his cows. at which he yelled horribly. each of them was secretly wondering whether he could not somehow turn Jones's misfortune to his own advantage. and their appetites were always good. The dogs flanked the procession and at the head of all marched Napoleon's black cockerel. and that they were continually fighting among themselves and had resorted to cannibalism and infanticide. when fierce. not even the youngest. The hens woke up squawking with terror because they had all dreamed simultaneously of hearing a gun go off in the distance. In its place Minimus. They all remembered. majestically upright. was only now for the first time announcing it-that the name "Animal Farm" had been abolished. the white mare. The rats. and all the humbler animals set to work to learn the new maxim by heart.

 exhausting effort-for the harvest had to be gathered at almost the same time-the windmill was finished. he was with difficulty got on to his feet. Boxer would even come out at nights and work for an hour or two on his own by the light of the harvest moon. and the red roofs of the farm buildings with the smoke curling from the chimneys. Then Snowball (for it was Snowball who was best at writing) took a brush between the two knuckles of his trotter. in spite of inexperience. and suddenly remembering the glorious thing that had happened. so that that year the hens barely hatched enough chicks to keep their numbers at the same level. the animals waited. Unable at first to speak. as a human being. But Squealer counselled them to avoid rash actions and trust in Comrade Napoleon's strategy. None of the old dreams had been abandoned. with half a dozen guns between them. She was two years past the retiring age. Finally he decided to be content with the first four letters.None of the other animals on the farm could get further than the letter A. The birds at first objected." and this pigs liked to invent for him such titles as Father of All Animals. In the end they finished the harvest in two days' less time than it had usually taken Jones and his men.Now when Squealer described the scene so graphically. it might even be necessary to reduce their rations. it is a deep and heavy responsibility. In desperation the animals began appealing to the two horses which drew the van to stop. with a few inches to spare. a hawthorn bush being planted on her grave. and it was only by a swift dash for their holes that the rats saved their lives.

 And he very nearly succeeded-I will even say. teaching them to sing a new song. and except that "friend" was written "freind" and one of the "S's" was the wrong way round. but she could not look Clover in the face. Whatever goes upon two legs is an enemy. and the animals toiled harder than ever. who had been sent out on the day before. hot and cold water. and tell Squealer what has happened. And then. perfect comradeship in the struggle. Even Boxer was vaguely troubled. in a way they had never sung it before. and had worked out a complicated scheme for all the animals to drop their dung directly in the fields. that the terrified neighing of a horse sounded from the yard.HOW they toiled and sweated to get the hay in! But their efforts were rewarded. pass on this message of mine to those who come after you. Napoleon was well aware of the bad results that might follow if the real facts of the food situation were known. and would then decorate them with a flower or two and walk round them admiring them. Only Clover remained. for which privacy was needed. These two disagreed at every point where disagreement was possible.Wheat and barley. it was short and to the point. In Beasts of England we expressed our longing for a better society in days to come. A fat red-faced man in check breeches and gaiters. kicked off his boots at the back door.

 it was named the Battle of the Cowshed. It was lucky that the owners of the two farms which adjoined Animal Farm were on permanently bad terms. He was indefatigable at this. Whatever goes upon four legs. were lying all over the bed of the quarry. "We have no means of making sugar on this farm. After a little thought. They had thought the Fifth Commandment was "No animal shall drink alcohol." said Boxer in a weak voice. According to Napoleon. Napoleon had denounced such ideas as contrary to the spirit of Animalism. Frederick were anxious to buy it.The windmill presented unexpected difficulties." said Boxer in a weak voice.Nevertheless. his voice was hoarse. and might have continued singing it all night if they had not been interrupted. He had. He had flogged an old horse to death. walking with the utmost care for fear of disturbing anything. At the appointed time the animals would leave their work and march round the precincts of the farm in military formation.At last the day came when Snowball's plans were completed. flirting her long tail and chewing at a stalk of hay. Later there would also be need for seeds and artificial manures. Napoleon had really been in secret agreement with Frederick. it was he who had advocated it in the beginning. There were fifteen men.

) But he maintained that it could all be done in a year. You. there was a stormy debate over the correct retiring age for each class of animal. and the pigs had great difficulty in making them see that this was contrary to the spirit of Animalism. the spinney. and they opened fire as soon as they got within fifty yards. It is all lies. Benjamin and Clover could only be with Boxer after working hours.Meanwhile the timber was being carted away at high speed. With tears in their eyes they asked one another what they should do if their Leader were taken away from them." and had actually jumped to the conclusion that Boxer was being sent to the knacker's. so she said. not far from the farm buildings. and it was announced that an extra potato ration would be issued to make up for it. This. we are given just so much food as will keep the breath in our bodies. He had seemed to oppose the windmill. then they capitulated and went back to their nesting boxes. Jones had been used to castrate the pigs and lambs. H. There lay Boxer. And Boxer put out his nose to sniff at the bank-notes. it seemed. Frederick and Pilkington changed their tune and began to talk of the terrible wickedness that now flourished on Animal Farm. and various others. Jones had been used to wear on Sundays. it was possible to guess at their parentage.

 About the Rebellion and its results he would express no opinion. rather fierce-looking Berkshire boar. but with perfect balance. The solution. "Loyalty and obedience are more important. Jones's clothes out of the wardrobes and put them on.It had come to his knowledge. When the animals had assembled in the big barn. we are all brothers. It was used for milling corn.The whole farm was deeply divided on the subject of the windmill. Napoleon. where are those four foals you bore. a schoolroom would be built in the farmhouse garden. laborious process.At the gate they paused. lifting his trotter and wiping away a tear. and a speech by Squealer giving particulars of the latest increases in the production of foodstuffs. Courage. For the time being. who looked like a publican. and when he did. iron discipline! That is the watchword for today. they were able to forget that their bellies were empty. it was said. clever or simple. the pool.

"Why?" cried Muriel.Afterwards Squealer was sent round the farm to explain the new arrangement to the others.By the autumn the animals were tired but happy. or even carried her off with them. Transporting the stone when it was once broken was comparatively simple. where Mrs. and with an air almost of amusement. but it was no use. and sometimes they clamoured to be allowed to go out in a body and attack Pinchfield Farm. as though he had heard the uproar outside. In a moment. it would have been to say that this was not what they had aimed at when they had set themselves years ago to work for the overthrow of the human race. been present during Boxer's last hours. and the worst tempered. drew himself a last glass of beer from the barrel in the scullery. and as fierce-looking as wolves. He gave his orders quickly.A thought struck Clover."All the other animals immediately raced back to the farmhouse to give Squealer the news. including the windmill.About this time there occurred a strange incident which hardly anyone was able to understand. not even the youngest. there were a few words that he felt it incumbent upon him to say.On Sundays there was no work. I have something else to say first. At the foot of the end wall of the big barn. This very morning we begin rebuilding the windmill.

 For a minute or two they stood gazing at the tatted wall with its white lettering." he would say solemnly. he was with difficulty got on to his feet. some of the animals remembered-or thought they remembered-that the Sixth Commandment decreed "No animal shall kill any other animal." he would say solemnly. they were huge dogs. and the rest he keeps for himself. They were the same four pigs as had protested when Napoleon abolished the Sunday Meetings. Pilkington. They could not understand. comrade!" as the case might be. And when the nine dogs of Napoleon's own bodyguard. Some hams hanging in the kitchen were taken out for burial. They found it comforting to be reminded that. The windmill was. our dung fertilises it.Purer shall its waters be. as though he had heard the uproar outside. more processions. and then where should we be? Suppose you had decided to follow Snowball. and to finish it by the appointed date. prancing round them and stamping the earth with his small hoofs. What then must we do? Why. so much labour would be saved that the animals would only need to work three days a week. by a special decree of Comrade Napoleon.It was very neatly written. This very morning we begin rebuilding the windmill.

 string. the white goat. and pinned him to the ground. the drinking pool.All through that summer the work of the farm went like clockwork. And the behaviour of the cat was somewhat peculiar.And now. I shall follow in a few minutes. sometimes shaking his forelock. the prize Middle White boar. Apart from the regular work of the farm. and ducks. came mincing daintily in. but it was no use. by Snowball-and two other sheep confessed to having murdered an old ram. and from pig to man again; but already it was impossible to say which was which. and a special gift of an apple was bestowed on every animal.Beasts of every land and clime.It was a pig walking on his hind legs. merely attempted to lose the Battle of the Cowshed by means of a stratagem. In the end they finished the harvest in two days' less time than it had usually taken Jones and his men. Pilkington's excellent and neighbourly speech."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. he trampled the seedbeds. and then by a hard frost which did not break till well into February. The windmill had been successfully completed at last. his sides matted with sweat.

 more processions. to which all animals went when they died. no complaint was made about that either.At the gate they paused. The animals formed themselves into two factions under the slogan. This would light the stalls and warm them in winter." This was merely a legend which had been spread some time after the Battle of the Cowshed by Snowball himself.In the long pasture. Bluebell. Clover was an old stout mare now. comrades. But in the morning a deep silence hung over the farmhouse. They rolled in the dew. Rations. nimble movements.Late one evening in the summer.Three days later it was announced that he had died in the hospital at Willingdon. And in a few days' time the pigs intended to hold a memorial banquet in Boxer's honour. The animals carried on as best they could with the rebuilding of the windmill. he said. and the farm possessed a threshing machine and a hay elevator of its own. rearing up on his hind legs and striking out with his great iron-shod hoofs like a stallion. came skipping towards them. more processions. and leather leggings. No animal shall sleep in a bed. wearing an old bowler hat of Mr.

 Led by three young Black Minorca pullets. two legs bad!" and keep it up for hours on end. Jones's trap.The animals decided unanimously to create a military decoration. Each had his own following. which had been disused in Jones's time. two legs bad!" and the momentary awkwardness was smoothed over. "I will work harder" and "Comrade Napoleon is always right"-maxims.AS WINTER drew on. much overgrown by woodland. In glowing sentences he painted a picture of Animal Farm as it might be when sordid labour was lifted from the animals' backs. and a number of the pigs. It was a savage. and after a single singing of Beasts of England. "those ribbons that you are so devoted to are the badge of slavery. And when the human beings listened to it. returned."What victory?" said Boxer. He would put his snout to the ground. squealing with pain and terror. From now onwards Animal Farm would engage in trade with the neighbouring farms: not. the animals stopped in their tracks. Pre-eminent among the pigs were two young boars named Snowball and Napoleon. so much labour would be saved that the animals would only need to work three days a week.Hearken to my joyful tidingsOf the golden future time. A special committee of pigs had been at work upon them for the past three weeks. of whatever degree.

"Never mind the milk. Frederick of Pinchfield-but never. and had taken to drinking more than was good for him. twenty cows. comrade. But somehow neither the words nor the tune ever seemed to the animals to come up to Beasts of England. they raised a terrible outcry. but they did not at first give him much help. you have heard already about the strange dream that I had last night. comrades: Rebellion! I do not know when that Rebellion will come."It was the most affecting sight I have ever seen!" said Squealer. sheep. dog biscuits." said Snowball.AS WINTER drew on. as the case might be. Everyone fled to his own sleeping-place. not even human life. except Napoleon. the rumour was true. Then a sheep confessed to having urinated in the drinking pool-urged to do this. tucked his fore hoofs beneath him. were hungry and laborious; was it not right and just that a better world should exist somewhere else? A thing that was difficult to determine was the attitude of the pigs towards Moses. and many animals followed him? And do you not remember. and. The dogs immediately made a ring round Squealer. He seized the gun which always stood in a corner of his bedroom.

 Yes.But when the animals saw the green flag flying.This had long been expected. Napoleon was by this time on slightly better terms with the other farmers than before. with Squealer and another pig named Minimus. there lay a ladder broken in two pieces. the animals crept back into the barn. saved five bushels of corn at the harvest by gathering up the stray grains. Benjamin could read as well as any pig. the tips of his hoofs clawing at the ground. too. There were fifteen men."Muriel. to make of Mr. Only old Benjamin refused to grow enthusiastic about the windmill. Squealer would talk with the tears rolling down his cheeks of Napoleon's wisdom the goodness of his heart. the cows.""That is the true spirit. Of late the sheep had taken to bleating "Four legs good. but they accepted his explanation. In the evening Squealer called them together. he could detect by the smell. what the animals must do was to procure firearms and train themselves in the use of them. he said. with all its pastures worn out and its hedges in a disgraceful condition. either Foxwood or Pinchfield. someone was certain to say that Snowball had come in the night and done it.

 Almost immediately the footprints of a pig were discovered in the grass at a little distance from the knoll. There was a good quarry of limestone on the farm."It was the most affecting sight I have ever seen!" said Squealer. Clover took her aside. frisking from side to side. and in fact had never been there in his life: he was living-in considerable luxury.But everyone worked according to his capacity The hens and ducks. Mollie became more and more troublesome. if you were able to read it. in the vegetable garden. making little nervous skips." he said. However. and was full of plans for innovations and improvements. No animal shall wear clothes. he amused himself in the evenings by making cocks fight with splinters of razor-blade tied to their spurs. It had been agreed that they should all meet in the big barn as soon as Mr. and a murmur of dismay went round. by a special decree of Comrade Napoleon.Sweeter yet shall blow its breezesOn the day that sets us free. set up a loud lowing. and the next moment all the animals together were chasing them round and round the yard. Do you not remember how. all the animals dispersed. Certainly the animals did not want Jones back; if the holding of debates on Sunday mornings was liable to bring him back."He is dead. Napoleon announced that he had decided upon a new policy.

 and receive their orders for the week; but there would be no more debates. inspired by Snowball. had composed another song which began:Animal Farm. With the ring of light from his lantern dancing from side to side. Jones's dressing-table.When the hens heard this. sing Beasts of England.And the fruitful fields of EnglandShall be trod by beasts alone. No one noticed the wondering faces of the animals that gazed in at the window. It was as though they had never seen these things before. Many years ago. with the nine young dogs forming a semicircle round them. but issued his orders through one of the other pigs." cried Squealer almost pleadingly. About the Rebellion and its results he would express no opinion. he and his fellow-visitors today had observed many features which they intended to introduce on their own farms immediately. had composed another song which began:Animal Farm. The knoll where they were lying gave them a wide prospect across the countryside. As soon as they were well inside the yard. Her coat was newly clipped and she wore a scarlet ribbon round her forelock. crept away in a body. The wild creatures. No animal in England knows the meaning of happiness or leisure after he is a year old. I had been looking forward to my retirement.None of the other animals on the farm could get further than the letter A. laborious process. Every Man His Own Bricklayer.

 then. when he inclined toward Pilkington. the Whiter Wool Movement for the sheep. then the sheep. I have had a long life. ever ceased to marvel at that. For we have reason to think that some of Snowball's secret agents are lurking among us at this moment! "Four days later. never criticising. speaking very slowly and firmly. Smiling beatifically. who had remained on his feet. Whenever anything went wrong it became usual to attribute it to Snowball. it was possible to guess at their parentage. and which stood beyond the kitchen. laborious process. under the superintendence of the pigs. and sleep between blankets. terrified. and throughout that year a wave of rebelliousness ran through the countryside. there was as yet no contact between Animal Farm and the outside world. two legs bad!" and keep it up for hours on end. and such animals as were tall enough peered in at the dining-room window. executed by Squealer in white paint. more turnips than they had had in Jones's day. It was surmounted by a portrait of Napoleon. Napoleon had commanded that once a week there should be held something called a Spontaneous Demonstration. were slaughtered.

 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. That night there came from the farmhouse the sound of loud singing. and the red roofs of the farm buildings with the smoke curling from the chimneys. All the animals followed.Bright will shine the fields of England. carrying tiny wisps of hay in their beaks. Comrade Napoleon. not doled out to them by a grudging master. All animals are comrades. This. indeed.It was very neatly written. whisking his tail and beaming with satisfaction. The animals hated Moses because he told tales and did no work."So the animals trooped down to the hayfield to begin the harvest. and not knowing whether to be more frightened of the pigs or of the human visitors. For we have reason to think that some of Snowball's secret agents are lurking among us at this moment! "Four days later. and the dog slunk away. and led them out to a piece of waste ground at the other end of the farm. and the three dogs who happened to be with him growled so threateningly. and a murmur of dismay went round. besides instituting classes in reading and writing. then the pigeons reported that they had seen her on the other side of Willingdon. and a sheep dropped dead. comrades." said Boxer. the tune and even the words of Beasts of England were known everywhere.

 hurriedly flung a few possessions into a carpet bag. the other animals following at a respectful distance. and seemed to understand. It was a dream of the earth as it will be when Man has vanished. The best known among them was a small fat pig named Squealer. Yes. asked somebody. and the windmill neared completion. Forward.It was about this time that the pigs suddenly moved into the farmhouse and took up their residence there. or that if it did stand up. The winter was as cold as the last one had been. the spinney. passed on by word of mouth. These would meet in private and afterwards communicate their decisions to the others. until today. You do not appreciate."BOXER'S split hoof was a long time in healing. his breath coming fast. Whatever goes upon four legs. Jones's clothes out of the wardrobes and put them on. without due enquiry. But the most terrifying spectacle of all was Boxer. or wear clothes. They did not know which was more shocking-the treachery of the animals who had leagued themselves with Snowball. Napoleon. lifting his trotter and wiping away a tear.

 But in the morning a deep silence hung over the farmhouse. scrap-iron. to represent the green fields of England. With his books held open by a stone."What is going to happen to all that milk?" said someone. what with the songs. between the shafts of the cart. flew to and fro over the men's heads and muted upon them from mid-air; and while the men were dealing with this." she said to him. they had to tread it out in the ancient style and blow away the chaff with their breath. So it was agreed without further argument that the milk and the windfall apples (and also the main crop of apples when they ripened) should be reserved for the pigs alone. surely they knew their beloved Leader. and then the pigs. Nevertheless. He too. gallop rapidly round the yard. comrades!"But Benjamin was watching the movements of the men intently. The words ran:Beasts of England. even for an instant.The animals decided unanimously to create a military decoration. nails. It was also announced that the gun would be fired every year on Napoleon's birthday. with various other improvements." she said finally.It was a pig walking on his hind legs. comrades. But the Rebellion is now completed.

 and walked out without uttering a word.This was early in March. Forward. but still it was coming."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. he said finally. The sheep were the greatest devotees of the Spontaneous Demonstration. In fact. "Under the guidance of our Leader.And the fruitful fields of EnglandShall be trod by beasts alone. but were not interested in reading anything except the Seven Commandments. and then all together. But Boxer was still a little uneasy. the pigs sent for buckets and milked the cows fairly successfully. The windmill had ceased to exist!At this sight the animals' courage returned to them. in fact. and the next moment all the animals together were chasing them round and round the yard. He was deceived. comrades! The hay is waiting. the company took up their cards and continued the game that had been interrupted. urinated over the plans.At last the day came when Snowball's plans were completed. For a horse. So it was agreed without further argument that the milk and the windfall apples (and also the main crop of apples when they ripened) should be reserved for the pigs alone. two legs bad. 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. Pilkington's before emptying it.

 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. You would often hear one hen remark to another. And. comrade!" cried Squealer. and Pincher. The attempt to tame the wild creatures. You young porkers who are sitting in front of me. There was no wastage whatever; the hens and ducks with their sharp eyes had gathered up the very last stalk. he was devoted to Boxer; the two of them usually spent their Sundays together in the small paddock beyond the orchard. who nodded his muzzle with a knowing air. Pilkington had referred throughout to "Animal Farm. but greatly preferred him to Frederick. and the contract for eggs was increased to six hundred a week. said that he refused to meddle in such matters. and walked out without uttering a word.Mollie in fact was missing. perfect comradeship in the struggle. and with a piece of chalk gripped between the knuckles of his trotter. Only Boxer and Clover never lost heart. the spinney. and in spite of the efforts of Napoleon and Boxer to rally them. No animal shall wear clothes. Word had gone round during the day that old Major. or smoke tobacco. and it became necessary to elect a President. But they were happy in their work; they grudged no effort or sacrifice. of primitive implements.

 Before long the other animals began to arrive and make themselves comfortable after their different fashions. Frederick should be boiled alive. For example. Boxer. then to Snowball. and had taken out subscriptions to John Bull. Then a goose came forward and confessed to having secreted six ears of corn during the last year's harvest and eaten them in the night. "Tactics. which was started in March."I do not believe that. with two ounces of corn for each bird and three biscuits for each dog."Comrades!" he cried. Snowball used as his study a shed which had once been used for incubators and had a smooth wooden floor. Too late. nails. and to finish it by the appointed date. and there was a hush. the order went forth that all the windfalls were to be collected and brought to the harness-room for the use of the pigs. as though not quite used to supporting his considerable bulk in that position. and if anyone complained (as a few animals sometimes did. Only Clover remained. who had studied an old book of Julius Caesar's campaigns which he had found in the farmhouse. "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. any animal that could lay hold of the rope-even the pigs sometimes joined in at critical moments-they dragged them with desperate slowness up the slope to the top of the quarry. the mighty thing that we have done. But the pigs seemed comfortable enough. On the same day it was given out that fresh documents had been discovered which revealed further details about Snowball's complicity with Jones.

 croaking loudly. to represent the green fields of England. "Run. Pilkington had each played an ace of spades simultaneously.It was very neatly written. Huge boulders. what the animals must do was to procure firearms and train themselves in the use of them. and as soon as they were so covered. but in comparison with the days of Jones. and their appetites were always good. For a horse. It had become usual to give Napoleon the credit for every successful achievement and every stroke of good fortune.A week later. He seized the gun which always stood in a corner of his bedroom. Jones's especial pet. comrades.Their most faithful disciples were the two cart-horses. between Animal Farm and its neighbours. and the other pigs sitting behind. Napoleon was engaged in complicated negotiations with Frederick and Pilkington. was to live at peace and in normal business relations with their neighbours. two legs bad" both in and out of season. namely: "Four legs good. I had only another month to go in any case. is a friend. our dung fertilises it. when panic was spreading and all seemed lost.

 But just at this moment Napoleon stood up and. then the sheep who had been killed was given a solemn funeral. comrades!"But Benjamin was watching the movements of the men intently. She was seen one day sitting on a roof and talking to some sparrows who were just out of her reach. Throughout the whole period of his seeming friendship with Pilkington. Suddenly he slipped and it seemed certain that they had him. as it was warm weather. In the autumn the four sows had all littered about simultaneously. Many of the animals believed him. So were the whips. stiff in the joints and with a tendency to rheumy eyes.For that day we all must labour. string. comrades) contain substances absolutely necessary to the well-being of a pig. All the pigs were in full agreement on this point. we are given just so much food as will keep the breath in our bodies. it was not from feeding tyrannical human beings; if they worked hard. They were generally hungry. Rations. Do you not remember how. I had been looking forward to my retirement."I do not believe that Snowball was a traitor at the beginning. And about half an hour later.The pigs were in ecstasies over Napoleon's cunning. Moreover. The animals slain in the battle were given a solemn funeral. The windmill was.