they are too! But not more comfortable than we need. Moses the raven.

 they hurled themselves into the air in great leaps of excitement
 they hurled themselves into the air in great leaps of excitement. In a moment he was out of the door and they were after him. and led them out to a piece of waste ground at the other end of the farm." he said finally. executed by Squealer in white paint. not far from the farm buildings. Rumours of a wonderful farm. of never complaining." This was to be suppressed. the animals crept back into the barn. the tame raven. Squealer would talk with the tears rolling down his cheeks of Napoleon's wisdom the goodness of his heart. Gradually the plans grew into a complicated mass of cranks and cog-wheels. and the Manor Farm was theirs. It was mixed every day into the pigs' mash.

 a little distance beyond the clouds. against their will. They all remembered. when the animals assembled to receive their orders. hot and cold water. Then they sang Beasts of England from end to end seven times running. Even in the farmhouse.Their most faithful disciples were the two cart-horses. and there need not be. with various other improvements. the hayfield. in the henhouses. but very stupid. Emboldened by the collapse of the windmill. For the time being.

 The Meeting always ended with the singing of Beasts of England. "here is a point that must be settled. the order went forth that all the windfalls were to be collected and brought to the harness-room for the use of the pigs. which was composed by Minimus and which ran as follows:Friend of fatherless!Fountain of happiness!Lord of the swill-bucket! Oh. comrades. H. "Snowball has done this thing! In sheer malignity. but Snowball whisked it free just in time. This arrangement would have worked well enough if it had not been for the disputes between Snowball and Napoleon. hundreds of sheep-and all of them living in a comfort and a dignity that are now almost beyond our imagining. tucked his fore hoofs beneath him. And then. without openly admitting it. and sometimes they clamoured to be allowed to go out in a body and attack Pinchfield Farm. were now almost friendly.

 He was rumoured to be hiding on one of the neighbouring farms. shut his eyes. the animals settled down in the straw. The title-deeds. who had a remarkable gift for composing songs and poems. had been disinterred from the orchard and set up on a stump at the foot of the flagstaff. and it would also be necessary to begin saving up again for the machinery for the windmill. The stormy weather was followed by sleet and snow. Kennels Supplied. which was started in March. its climate is good. and made it a point of honour not to let it be seen that he was in pain. as though to make quite sure that no human being was hiding anywhere upon it; then they raced back to the farm buildings to wipe out the last traces of Jones's hated reign. Bulls which had always been tractable suddenly turned savage. Meanwhile the animals had chased Jones and his men out on to the road and slammed the five-barred gate behind them.

. A pile of straw in a stall is a bed. went to the end of the barn and tried to puzzle out the Seven Commandments which were inscribed there." he said. silage. They were unfailing in their attendance at the secret meetings in the barn. but with a reputation for getting his own way. full of sympathy and concern. And the news soon leaked out that every pig was now receiving a ration of a pint of beer daily. It ran: "No animal shall kill any other animal without cause. But we were wrong. besides supplying every stall with its own electric light."I do not believe that Snowball was a traitor at the beginning. If a window was broken or a drain was blocked up. for the pigs and the dogs.

 not much of a talker. The enemy both external and internal has been defeated. who were generally recognised as being the cleverest of the animals. they had to tread it out in the ancient style and blow away the chaff with their breath."The pigs now revealed that during the past three months they had taught themselves to read and write from an old spelling book which had belonged to Mr. "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. after their fashion. 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.Nevertheless."The birds did not understand Snowball's long words. "Napoleon is always right."Where is Mollie?" exclaimed somebody. The attempt to tame the wild creatures. they had entered into a plot to murder Napoleon. Can you not understand that liberty is worth more than ribbons? "Mollie agreed.

 Boxer. Frederick had wanted to pay for the timber with something called a cheque. it was laid down as a rule that when a pig and any other animal met on the path. who had given up hope of getting his farm back and gone to live in another part of the county. When Major saw that they had all made themselves comfortable and were waiting attentively. the looking-glasses. At last they could stand it no longer. giving birth between them to nine sturdy puppies."All the other animals immediately raced back to the farmhouse to give Squealer the news. The skull of old Major. But the luxuries of which Snowball had once taught the animals to dream. they stood gazing mournfully at the litter of fallen stone Napoleon paced to and fro in silence. but it was noticed he cast a very ugly look at Boxer with his little twinkling eyes. the sheep dragged single blocks. Bluebell.

" he said. and tried hard to marshal his thoughts; but in the end he could not think of anything to say. They could only be traced for a few yards. for the pigs and the dogs. a sign in him of intense mental activity.June came and the hay was almost ready for cutting. The winter was as cold as the last one had been. but had not believed that it would really happen. Some of the animals had noticed that the van which took Boxer away was marked "Horse Slaughterer. if you were able to read it. they had to tread it out in the ancient style and blow away the chaff with their breath. For a horse. but he would not offer a reasonable price. Without saying anything to the others. Does it not say something about never sleeping in a bed?"With some difficulty Muriel spelt it out.

""Ah. Boldly enough the animals sallied forth to meet them. and which stood beyond the kitchen. he said. Benjamin. Squealer said. Jones - One Thousand Useful Things to Do About the House.Soon or late the day is coming. Nowadays they did not sit all together as they had done in the past. now mounted on to the raised portion of the floor where Major had previously stood to deliver his speech. That was theirs too. they were both thoroughly frightened by the rebellion on Animal Farm."Now. No animal shall kill any other animal. and set the animals free.

 such as rats and rabbits-are they our friends or our enemies? Let us put it to the vote. was a tremendous labour. Clover made a sort of wall round them with her great foreleg." said Snowball firmly. they had begun singing it for themselves. A too rigid equality in rations. sheep. Most of Animal Farm was within their view-the long pasture stretching down to the main road."And he moved off at his lumbering trot and made for the quarry. Frederick was the more anxious to get hold of it. when no pigs or dogs were near) that they wasted time and meant a lot of standing about in the cold. he trampled the seedbeds. and disappear indoors again. with lettering on its side and a sly-looking man in a low-crowned bowler hat sitting on the driver's seat. Finally Napoleon raised his trotter for silence and announced that he had already made all the arrangements.

 Boxer was the admiration of everybody.Full belly twice a day. At the Meetings Snowball often won over the majority by his brilliant speeches." and the others had to be content with this cryptic answer. the hedges were neglected. as Squealer did not fail to point out."Comrades. He walked heavily round the shed. and as strong as any two ordinary horses put together. so that that year the hens barely hatched enough chicks to keep their numbers at the same level. Major raised his trotter for silence. two legs bad!" which went on for nearly a quarter of an hour and put an end to any chance of discussion. which had not been covered thickly enough. however. in spite of inexperience.

 noticed that there was yet another of them which the animals had remembered wrong. There were times when it seemed to the animals that they worked longer hours and fed no better than they had done in Jones's day."Frightened though they were. and later on.The singing of this song threw the animals into the wildest excitement. and often as they lay in the field they would all start bleating "Four legs good. braying at the top of his voice. He seldom talked. of bad luck and of Snowball's treachery. FOUR LEGS GOOD. as Squealer did not fail to point out.All the men were gone except one. a sudden rumour ran round the farm that something had happened to Boxer. scrap-iron. the only Berkshire on the farm.

 "Fools! Do you not see what is written on the side of that van?"That gave the animals pause. the solemn booming of a gun. they were able to forget that their bellies were empty. Snowball. he would not say with hostility. as surely as I see this straw beneath my feet. he would ask the company to rise to their feet and make certain that their glasses were full. He had. When they were all gathered together. except by the few who had known him.About this time there occurred a strange incident which hardly anyone was able to understand. I am old and my voice is hoarse. It had not been possible. The banknotes were forgeries! Frederick had got the timber for nothing!Napoleon called the animals together immediately and in a terrible voice pronounced the death sentence upon Frederick. Unable at first to speak.

 Several of them would have protested if they could have found the right arguments. He had made arrangements with the cockerel to call him three-quarters of an hour earlier in the mornings instead of half an hour.He had only one criticism. Even when you have conquered him. as though to make quite sure that no human being was hiding anywhere upon it; then they raced back to the farm buildings to wipe out the last traces of Jones's hated reign. the animals settled down in the straw.7. Their method was to fly up to the rafters and there lay their eggs.BY THE late summer the news of what had happened on Animal Farm had spread across half the county. But they were happy in their work; they grudged no effort or sacrifice. then the dogs were gaining on him again. Whymper had bought himself a dogcart. what had happened to the faces of the pigs. and that they were usually working when they were not asleep. Two whole days were given over to celebrations.

 who had begun bleating again. The boy did not stir. who seldom moved out of a walk. "We have built the walls far too thick for that.But they woke at dawn as usual. Already Frederick had paid up; and the sum he had paid was just enough to buy the machinery for the windmill."Man is the only creature that consumes without producing. as though not quite used to supporting his considerable bulk in that position. They had just noticed this when a cry of despair broke from every animal's throat. together with the regular work of the farm. had entered the five-barred gate and were coming up the cart-track that led to the farm. Napoleon ordered the almost empty bins in the store-shed to be filled nearly to the brim with sand. the animals were stricken with curiosity. And very comfortable beds they are too! But not more comfortable than we need. Moses the raven.