already come through the five-barred gate. Jones and all his men.

 perpetually involved in lawsuits and with a name for driving hard bargains
 perpetually involved in lawsuits and with a name for driving hard bargains. he would ask the company to rise to their feet and make certain that their glasses were full. which had been troublesome that winter. The whole of the big pasture." And from then on he adopted the maxim. braying at the top of his voice. That was how the mistake had arisen. it was always Boxer who strained himself against the rope and brought the boulder to a stop. between the shafts of the cart. Amazed.Mr. Whymper. He was rumoured to be hiding on one of the neighbouring farms. with a wise and benevolent appearance in spite of the fact that his tushes had never been cut. but he was still a majestic-looking pig.

 and those of us who are capable of it are forced to work to the last atom of our strength; and the very instant that our usefulness has come to an end we are slaughtered with hideous cruelty. not far from the farm buildings. he could detect by the smell. two legs better! Four legs good. who had been hiding behind the hedge. hiding on Pinchfield Farm. It was pure imagination. Every Man His Own Bricklayer. bitten. 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. Then it was discovered that the greater part of the potato crop had been frosted in the clamps. still did no work. Moses. now and in the past. he would ask the company to rise to their feet and make certain that their glasses were full.

 but they saw clearly that it was their duty to prepare for it. Finding herself unable to read more than individual letters.He carried a whip in his trotter. and had charged into battle with the words "Long live Humanity!" on his lips. Jones - One Thousand Useful Things to Do About the House. if you were able to read it.The animals were not badly off throughout that summer. There had also been a very strange custom. and many animals followed him? And do you not remember. I think you will be able to finish the windmill without me. by emphasising once again the friendly feelings that subsisted. to be worn on Sundays and holidays. They kept close to Napoleon.But everyone worked according to his capacity The hens and ducks. comrade.

 They were always cold. and a speech by Squealer giving particulars of the latest increases in the production of foodstuffs. Napoleon inhabited separate apartments from the others.Purer shall its waters be. while Benjamin kept the flies off him. since the farm possessed no threshing machine-but the pigs with their cleverness and Boxer with his tremendous muscles always pulled them through. All animals should go naked. broke into a passionate appeal in favour of the windmill. he had been censured for showing cowardice in the battle. Boxer was forgotten. the building of which had aroused furious jealousy in him. a violent quarrel was in progress. I do not think. clever or simple. and yet there is not one of us that owns more than his bare skin.

 Some did it better than others. which was standing outside a public-house. For we know now-it is all written down in the secret documents that we have found-that in reality he was trying to lure us to our doom. They had all the more reason for doing so because the news of their defeat had spread across the countryside and made the animals on the neighbouring farms more restive than ever. The winter was as cold as the last one had been. Jones's. how even animals could bring themselves to sing such contemptible rubbish. These two disagreed at every point where disagreement was possible.When the hens heard this. casting haughty glances from side to side. executed by Squealer in white paint. The animals were all at work weeding turnips under the supervision of a pig. At first no one had been able to imagine where these creatures came from. Comrades. Jones's gun had been found lying in the mud.

 including the windmill. and would put in some volunteer labour at whatever seemed to be most needed. and the whole farm was asleep in a moment. with two biscuits for each dog. so the pigeons said. Mr."You have heard then. the animals were somewhat surprised to hear Napoleon announce that the windmill was to be built after all. Someone said it was the smell of cooking barley. He turned to go. The truest happiness. that leadership is a pleasure! On the contrary. bangings on the table. "Run. drinking.

 the nose-rings. Boxer saw them coming and put out his great hoof. The human beings did not hate Animal Farm any less now that it was prospering; indeed. the sheep bleated it. who looked round. and a shrill voice. their tiredness forsook them and they gambolled round and round the windmill. He saw ahead of him the heavy labour of rebuilding the windmill from the foundations. Yet he is lord of all the animals. and everyone began thinking out ways of catching Snowball if he should ever come back. here and now I pronounce the death sentence upon Snowball. by chasing him round and round a bonfire when he was suffering from a cough. No animal in England knows the meaning of happiness or leisure after he is a year old. as Benjamin is growing old too. comrades.

 each of them was secretly wondering whether he could not somehow turn Jones's misfortune to his own advantage. All animals are equal. 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. as usual. Even Napoleon. Even when you have conquered him. The pigeons had been told to avoid Pinchfield Farm and to alter their slogan from "Death to Frederick" to "Death to Pilkington. Squealer told them that the pigs had to expend enormous labours every day upon mysterious things called "files. and if one of them said that such and such a field was just right for cabbages. This was to be the name of the farm from now onwards. It was only his appearance that was a little altered; his hide was less shiny than it had used to be.Then they filed back to the farm buildings and halted in silence outside the door of the farmhouse. the blinkers. and purred so affectionately. in spite of the hardness of their work.

 Clover took her aside.The animals crowded round the van. a few selected animals. In the autumn the four sows had all littered about simultaneously.But a few days later Muriel. They had never seen animals behave like this before. A stump of hay and part of the potato crop were sold off. Whatever goes upon two legs is an enemy. It was only his appearance that was a little altered; his hide was less shiny than it had used to be. voiced the general feeling by saying: "If Comrade Napoleon says it. The hens woke up squawking with terror because they had all dreamed simultaneously of hearing a gun go off in the distance. The animals were happy as they had never conceived it possible to be. not even the youngest. clover was in season all the year round. Boxer and Clover would harness themselves to the cutter or the horse-rake (no bits or reins were needed in these days.

"Comrades!" cried Squealer. told the sheep to stay where they were. neither pigs nor dogs produced any food by their own labour; and there were very many of them. But they were happy in their work; they grudged no effort or sacrifice. and it was a great drawback that no animal was able to use any tool that involved standing on his hind legs. that their drinking water was of better quality. and all four of them sprang to their feet and began speaking at once. The plans." and "memoranda. wire. However. No argument must lead you astray." said one of the hens. In his speeches. Jones too was dead-he had died in an inebriates' home in another part of the country.

The animals huddled about Clover. and again Squealer was able to convince them that this was not the case. of the Manor Farm. and often as they lay in the field they would all start bleating "Four legs good. the sheep and cows lay down behind the pigs and began to chew the cud.Comrade Napoleon!Had I a sucking-pig. Every Sunday morning at ten o'clock the animals assembled in the big barn to receive their orders for the week."It was the most affecting sight I have ever seen!" said Squealer. Without halting for an instant. There were the bricks. no one was able to imagine. When time passed and the animals had evidently not starved to death. but he had ordered a large wreath to be made from the laurels in the farmhouse garden and sent down to be placed on Boxer's grave. skipping from side to side and whisking his tail. comrades.

 Man serves the interests of no creature except himself. First came the hoisting of the flag. and with one accord they all lay down as though huddling together for warmth-Clover. She was seen one day sitting on a roof and talking to some sparrows who were just out of her reach. There. Jones went into Willingdon and got so drunk at the Red Lion that he did not come back till midday on Sunday.Two days later the animals were called together for a special meeting in the barn. with walls twice as thick as before. I do not think. except Jones. In the evenings he would admit privately to Clover that the hoof troubled him a great deal. and of the habit. They were executed immediately. the Wild Comrades' Re-education Committee (the object of this was to tame the rats and rabbits). namely: "Four legs good.

 towards the end of January it became obvious that it would be necessary to procure some more grain from somewhere.Their most faithful disciples were the two cart-horses. had not after all been used for generating electrical power. He gave his orders quickly. and might have continued singing it all night if they had not been interrupted. Many years ago. they will let him retire at the same time and be a companion to me. dog biscuits. Jones's trap. with their sticks and their hobnailed boots. no matter what happened-they might have uttered some word of protest. he said. three of them flung themselves upon Boxer. the chance to utter any protest had passed. and each gazed his fill.

 clean straw to roll upon;Every beast great or smallSleeps at peace in his stall. The animals distrusted Pilkington. No animal shall kill any other animal. His imagination had now run far beyond chaff-cutters and turnip-slicers."It was the most affecting sight I have ever seen!" said Squealer. it was the biggest harvest that the farm had ever seen. The horses carried it off in cart-loads. and when he was arguing some difficult point he had a way of skipping from side to side and whisking his tail which was somehow very persuasive. and as Napoleon was the only boar on the farm.AS WINTER drew on. as Squealer did not fail to point out. and already in imagination he braced himself for the task. Snowball had made a close study of some back numbers of the Farmer and Stockbreeder which he had found in the farmhouse. Building had to stop because it was now too wet to mix the cement. trying with all his might to remember what came next and never succeeding.

 two legs bad. it would have to be made up by the sale of eggs. two legs bad! Four legs good. in the vegetable garden. It now appeared that Snowball had not. and reapers and binders. the animals were satisfied that they had been mistaken. One night at about twelve o'clock there was a loud crash in the yard. Squealer's lists of figures." said Boxer in a weak voice."Now. saved five bushels of corn at the harvest by gathering up the stray grains. and had charged into battle with the words "Long live Humanity!" on his lips. The animals were at breakfast when the look-outs came racing in with the news that Frederick and his followers had already come through the five-barred gate. Jones and all his men.