But it was some minutes before they could fully take it in .

They all remembered , or thought they remembered , how they had seen Snowball charging ahead of them at the Battle of the Cowshed , how he had rallied and encouraged them at every turn , and how he had not paused for an instant even when the pellets from Jones ' s gun had wounded his back .

At first it was a little difficult to see how this fitted in with his being on Jones ' s side .

Even Boxer , who seldom asked questions , was puzzled .

He lay down , tucked his fore hoofs beneath him , shut his eyes , and with a hard effort managed to formulate his thoughts .

" Snowball fought bravely at the Battle of the Cowshed .

Did we not give him ' Animal Hero , first Class , ' immediately afterwards ? " " That was our mistake , comrade .

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 . " " But he was wounded , " said Boxer .

" We all saw him running with blood . " " That was part of the arrangement ! " cried Squealer .

I could show you this in his own writing , if you were able to read it .

The plot was for Snowball , at the critical moment , to give the signal for flight and leave the field to the enemy .

And he very nearly succeeded — I will even say , comrades , he WOULD have succeeded if it had not been for our heroic Leader , Comrade Napoleon .

Do you not remember how , just at the moment when Jones and his men had got inside the yard , Snowball suddenly turned and fled , and many animals followed him ?

And do you not remember , too , that it was just at that moment , when panic was spreading and all seemed lost , that Comrade Napoleon sprang forward with a cry of ' Death to Humanity ! ' and sank his teeth in Jones ' s leg ?

Surely you remember THAT , comrades ? " exclaimed Squealer , frisking from side to side .

Now when Squealer described the scene so graphically , it seemed to the animals that they did remember it .

At any rate , they remembered that at the critical moment of the battle Snowball had turned to flee .

" I do not believe that Snowball was a traitor at the beginning , " he said finally .

But I believe that at the Battle of the Cowshed he was a good comrade . " " Our Leader , Comrade Napoleon , " announced Squealer , speaking very slowly and firmly , " has stated categorically — categorically , comrade — that Snowball was Jones ' s agent from the very beginning — yes , and from long before the Rebellion was ever thought of . " " Ah , that is different ! " said Boxer .

" If Comrade Napoleon says it , it must be right . " " That is the true spirit , comrade ! " cried Squealer , but it was noticed he cast a very ugly look at Boxer with his little twinkling eyes .

He turned to go , then paused and added impressively : " I warn every animal on this farm to keep his eyes very wide open .

For we have reason to think that some of Snowball ' s secret agents are lurking among us at this moment ! " Four days later , in the late afternoon , Napoleon ordered all the animals to assemble in the yard .

When they were all gathered together , Napoleon emerged from the farmhouse , wearing both his medals ( for he had recently awarded himself " Animal Hero , First Class " , and " Animal Hero , Second Class " ) , with his nine huge dogs frisking round him and uttering growls that sent shivers down all the animals ' spines .

They all cowered silently in their places , seeming to know in advance that some terrible thing was about to happen .

Napoleon stood sternly surveying his audience ; then he uttered a high - pitched whimper .

Immediately the dogs bounded forward , seized four of the pigs by the ear and dragged them , squealing with pain and terror , to Napoleon ' s feet .

The pigs ' ears were bleeding , the dogs had tasted blood , and for a few moments they appeared to go quite mad .

To the amazement of everybody , three of them flung themselves upon Boxer .

Boxer saw them coming and put out his great hoof , caught a dog in mid - air , and pinned him to the ground .

The dog shrieked for mercy and the other two fled with their tails between their legs .

Boxer looked at Napoleon to know whether he should crush the dog to death or let it go .

Napoleon appeared to change countenance , and sharply ordered Boxer to let the dog go , whereat Boxer lifted his hoof , and the dog slunk away , bruised and howling .

The four pigs waited , trembling , with guilt written on every line of their countenances .

Napoleon now called upon them to confess their crimes .

They were the same four pigs as had protested when Napoleon abolished the Sunday Meetings .

Without any further prompting they confessed that they had been secretly in touch with Snowball ever since his expulsion , that they had collaborated with him in destroying the windmill , and that they had entered into an agreement with him to hand over Animal Farm to Mr . Frederick .

They added that Snowball had privately admitted to them that he had been Jones ' s secret agent for years past .

When they had finished their confession , the dogs promptly tore their throats out , and in a terrible voice Napoleon demanded whether any other animal had anything to confess .

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 .

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 .

Then a sheep confessed to having urinated in the drinking pool — urged to do this , so she said , by Snowball — and two other sheep confessed to having murdered an old ram , an especially devoted follower of Napoleon , by chasing him round and round a bonfire when he was suffering from a cough .

And so the tale of confessions and executions went on , until there was a pile of corpses lying before Napoleon ' s feet and the air was heavy with the smell of blood , which had been unknown there since the expulsion of Jones .

When it was all over , the remaining animals , except for the pigs and dogs , crept away in a body .

They did not know which was more shocking — the treachery of the animals who had leagued themselves with Snowball , or the cruel retribution they had just witnessed .

In the old days there had often been scenes of bloodshed equally terrible , but it seemed to all of them that it was far worse now that it was happening among themselves .

Since Jones had left the farm , until today , no animal had killed another animal .

They had made their way on to the little knoll where the half - finished windmill stood , and with one accord they all lay down as though huddling together for warmth — Clover , Muriel , Benjamin , the cows , the sheep , and a whole flock of geese and hens — everyone , indeed , except the cat , who had suddenly disappeared just before Napoleon ordered the animals to assemble .


He fidgeted to and fro , swishing his long black tail against his sides and occasionally uttering a little whinny of surprise .

Finally he said : " I do not understand it .

I would not have believed that such things could happen on our farm .

It must be due to some fault in ourselves .

The solution , as I see it , is to work harder .

From now onwards I shall get up a full hour earlier in the mornings . " And he moved off at his lumbering trot and made for the quarry .

Having got there , he collected two successive loads of stone and dragged them down to the windmill before retiring for the night .

The animals huddled about Clover , not speaking .

The knoll where they were lying gave them a wide prospect across the countryside .

Most of Animal Farm was within their view — the long pasture stretching down to the main road , the hayfield , the spinney , the drinking pool , the ploughed fields where the young wheat was thick and green , and the red roofs of the farm buildings with the smoke curling from the chimneys .

The grass and the bursting hedges were gilded by the level rays of the sun .

Never had the farm — and with a kind of surprise they remembered that it was their own farm , every inch of it their own property — appeared to the animals so desirable a place .

As Clover looked down the hillside her eyes filled with tears .

If she could have spoken her thoughts , 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 .

These scenes of terror and slaughter were not what they had looked forward to on that night when old Major first stirred them to rebellion .

If she herself had had any picture of the future , it had been of a society of animals set free from hunger and the whip , all equal , each working according to his capacity , the strong protecting the weak , as she had protected the lost brood of ducklings with her foreleg on the night of Major ' s speech .

Instead — she did not know why — they had come to a time when no one dared speak his mind , when fierce , growling dogs roamed everywhere , and when you had to watch your comrades torn to pieces after confessing to shocking crimes .

There was no thought of rebellion or disobedience in her mind .

She knew that , even as things were , they were far better off than they had been in the days of Jones , and that before all else it was needful to prevent the return of the human beings .

Whatever happened she would remain faithful , work hard , carry out the orders that were given to her , and accept the leadership of Napoleon .

But still , it was not for this that she and all the other animals had hoped and toiled .

It was not for this that they had built the windmill and faced the bullets of Jones ' s gun .

Such were her thoughts , though she lacked the words to express them .

At last , feeling this to be in some way a substitute for the words she was unable to find , she began to sing ' Beasts of England ' .

The other animals sitting round her took it up , and they sang it three times over — very tunefully , but slowly and mournfully , in a way they had never sung it before .

They had just finished singing it for the third time when Squealer , attended by two dogs , approached them with the air of having something important to say .

He announced that , by a special decree of Comrade Napoleon , ' Beasts of England ' had been abolished .

From now onwards it was forbidden to sing it .

" It ' s no longer needed , comrade , " said Squealer stiffly .

" ' Beasts of England ' was the song of the Rebellion .

The execution of the traitors this afternoon was the final act .

The enemy both external and internal has been defeated .

In ' Beasts of England ' we expressed our longing for a better society in days to come .

But that society has now been established .

Clearly this song has no longer any purpose . " Frightened though they were , some of the animals might possibly have protested , but at this moment the sheep set up their usual bleating of " Four legs good , two legs bad , " which went on for several minutes and put an end to the discussion .

So ' Beasts of England ' was heard no more .

In its place Minimus , the poet , had composed another song which began : Animal Farm , Animal Farm , Never through me shalt thou come to harm ! and this was sung every Sunday morning after the hoisting of the flag .

But somehow neither the words nor the tune ever seemed to the animals to come up to ' Beasts of England ' .

A few days later , when the terror caused by the executions had died down , some of the animals remembered — or thought they remembered — that the Sixth Commandment decreed " No animal shall kill any other animal . " And though no one cared to mention it in the hearing of the pigs or the dogs , it was felt that the killings which had taken place did not square with this .

Clover asked Benjamin to read her the Sixth Commandment , and when Benjamin , as usual , said that he refused to meddle in such matters , she fetched Muriel .

It ran : " No animal shall kill any other animal WITHOUT CAUSE . " Somehow or other , the last two words had slipped out of the animals ' memory .

But they saw now that the Commandment had not been violated ; for clearly there was good reason for killing the traitors who had leagued themselves with Snowball .

Throughout the year the animals worked even harder than they had worked in the previous year .

To rebuild the windmill , with walls twice as thick as before , and to finish it by the appointed date , together with the regular work of the farm , was a tremendous labour .

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 .

On Sunday mornings Squealer , holding down a long strip of paper with his trotter , would read out to them lists of figures proving that the production of every class of foodstuff had increased by two hundred per cent , three hundred per cent , or five hundred per cent , as the case might be .

The animals saw no reason to disbelieve him , especially as they could no longer remember very clearly what conditions had been like before the Rebellion .

All the same , there were days when they felt that they would sooner have had less figures and more food .

All orders were now issued through Squealer or one of the other pigs .

Napoleon himself was not seen in public as often as once in a fortnight .

When he did appear , he was attended not only by his retinue of dogs but by a black cockerel who marched in front of him and acted as a kind of trumpeter , letting out a loud " cock - a - doodle - doo " before Napoleon spoke .

Even in the farmhouse , it was said , Napoleon inhabited separate apartments from the others .

He took his meals alone , with two dogs to wait upon him , and always ate from the Crown Derby dinner service which had been in the glass cupboard in the drawing - room .

It was also announced that the gun would be fired every year on Napoleon ' s birthday , as well as on the other two anniversaries .

Napoleon was now never spoken of simply as " Napoleon . " He was always referred to in formal style as " our Leader , Comrade Napoleon , " and this pigs liked to invent for him such titles as Father of All Animals , Terror of Mankind , Protector of the Sheep - fold , Ducklings ' Friend , and the like .


In his speeches , Squealer would talk with the tears rolling down his cheeks of Napoleon ' s wisdom the goodness of his heart , and the deep love he bore to all animals everywhere , even and especially the unhappy animals who still lived in ignorance and slavery on other farms .

It had become usual to give Napoleon the credit for every successful achievement and every stroke of good fortune .

You would often hear one hen remark to another , " Under the guidance of our Leader , Comrade Napoleon , I have laid five eggs in six days " ; or two cows , enjoying a drink at the pool , would exclaim , " Thanks to the leadership of Comrade Napoleon , how excellent this water tastes ! " The general feeling on the farm was well expressed in a poem entitled Comrade Napoleon , which was composed by Minimus and which ran as follows : Friend of fatherless !

Oh , how my soul is on Fire when I gaze at thy Calm and commanding eye , Like the sun in the sky , Comrade Napoleon !

Thou are the giver of All that thy creatures love , Full belly twice a day , clean straw to roll upon ; Every beast great or small Sleeps at peace in his stall , Thou watchest over all , Comrade Napoleon !

Had I a sucking - pig , Ere he had grown as big Even as a pint bottle or as a rolling - pin , He should have learned to be Faithful and true to thee , Yes , his first squeak should be " Comrade Napoleon ! " Napoleon approved of this poem and caused it to be inscribed on the wall of the big barn , at the opposite end from the Seven Commandments .

It was surmounted by a portrait of Napoleon , in profile , executed by Squealer in white paint .

Meanwhile , through the agency of Whymper , Napoleon was engaged in complicated negotiations with Frederick and Pilkington .

Of the two , Frederick was the more anxious to get hold of it , but he would not offer a reasonable price .

At the same time there were renewed rumours that Frederick and his men were plotting to attack Animal Farm and to destroy the windmill , the building of which had aroused furious jealousy in him .

Snowball was known to be still skulking on Pinchfield Farm .

In the middle of the summer the animals were alarmed to hear that three hens had come forward and confessed that , inspired by Snowball , they had entered into a plot to murder Napoleon .

They were executed immediately , and fresh precautions for Napoleon ' s safety were taken .

Four dogs guarded his bed at night , one at each corner , and a young pig named Pinkeye was given the task of tasting all his food before he ate it , lest it should be poisoned .

At about the same time it was given out that Napoleon had arranged to sell the pile of timber to Mr . Pilkington ; he was also going to enter into a regular agreement for the exchange of certain products between Animal Farm and Foxwood .

The relations between Napoleon and Pilkington , though they were only conducted through Whymper , were now almost friendly .

The animals distrusted Pilkington , as a human being , but greatly preferred him to Frederick , whom they both feared and hated .

As the summer wore on , and the windmill neared completion , the rumours of an impending treacherous attack grew stronger and stronger .

Frederick , it was said , intended to bring against them twenty men all armed with guns , and he had already bribed the magistrates and police , so that if he could once get hold of the title - deeds of Animal Farm they would ask no questions .

Moreover , terrible stories were leaking out from Pinchfield about the cruelties that Frederick practised upon his animals .

He had flogged an old horse to death , he starved his cows , he had killed a dog by throwing it into the furnace , he amused himself in the evenings by making cocks fight with splinters of razor - blade tied to their spurs .

The animals ' blood boiled with rage when they heard of these things beingdone to their comrades , and sometimes they clamoured to be allowed to go out in a body and attack Pinchfield Farm , drive out the humans , and set the animals free .

But Squealer counselled them to avoid rash actions and trust in Comrade Napoleon ' s strategy .

Nevertheless , feeling against Frederick continued to run high .

One Sunday morning Napoleon appeared in the barn and explained that he had never at any time contemplated selling the pile of timber to Frederick ; he considered it beneath his dignity , he said , to have dealings with scoundrels of that description .

The pigeons who were still sent out to spread tidings of the Rebellion were forbidden to set foot anywhere on Foxwood , and were also ordered to drop their former slogan of " Death to Humanity " in favour of " Death to Frederick . " In the late summer yet another of Snowball ' s machinations was laid bare .

The wheat crop was full of weeds , and it was discovered that on one of his nocturnal visits Snowball had mixed weed seeds with the seed corn .

A gander who had been privy to the plot had confessed his guilt to Squealer and immediately committed suicide by swallowing deadly nightshade berries .

The animals now also learned that Snowball had never — as many of them had believed hitherto — received the order of " Animal Hero , First Class . " This was merely a legend which had been spread some time after the Battle of the Cowshed by Snowball himself .

So far from being decorated , he had been censured for showing cowardice in the battle .

Once again some of the animals heard this with a certain bewilderment , but Squealer was soon able to convince them that their memories had been at fault .

In the autumn , by a tremendous , exhausting effort — for the harvest had to be gathered at almost the same time — the windmill was finished .

The machinery had still to be installed , and Whymper was negotiating the purchase of it , but the structure was completed .

In the teeth of every difficulty , in spite of inexperience , of primitive implements , of bad luck and of Snowball ' s treachery , the work had been finished punctually to the very day !

Tired out but proud , the animals walked round and round their masterpiece , which appeared even more beautiful in their eyes than when it had been built the first time .

Moreover , the walls were twice as thick as before .

Nothing short of explosives would lay them low this time !

And when they thought of how they had laboured , what discouragements they had overcome , and the enormous difference that would be made in their lives when the sails were turning and the dynamos running — when they thought of all this , their tiredness forsook them and they gambolled round and round the windmill , uttering cries of triumph .

Napoleon himself , attended by his dogs and his cockerel , came down to inspect the completed work ; he personally congratulated the animals on their achievement , and announced that the mill would be named Napoleon Mill .

Two days later the animals were called together for a special meeting in the barn .

They were struck dumb with surprise when Napoleon announced that he had sold the pile of timber to Frederick .

Tomorrow Frederick ' s wagons would arrive and begin carting it away .

Throughout the whole period of his seeming friendship with Pilkington , Napoleon had really been in secret agreement with Frederick .

All relations with Foxwood had been broken off ; insulting messages had been sent to Pilkington .

The pigeons had been told to avoid Pinchfield Farm and to alter their slogan from " Death to Frederick " to " Death to Pilkington . " At the same time Napoleon assured the animals that the stories of an impending attack on Animal Farm were completely untrue , and that the tales about Frederick ' s cruelty to his own animals had been greatly exaggerated .


All these rumours had probably originated with Snowball and his agents .

It now appeared that Snowball was not , after all , hiding on Pinchfield Farm , and in fact had never been there in his life : he was living — in considerable luxury , so it was said — at Foxwood , and had in reality been a pensioner of Pilkington for years past .

The pigs were in ecstasies over Napoleon ' s cunning .

By seeming to be friendly with Pilkington he had forced Frederick to raise his price by twelve pounds .

But the superior quality of Napoleon ' s mind , said Squealer , was shown in the fact that he trusted nobody , not even Frederick .

Frederick had wanted to pay for the timber with something called a cheque , which , it seemed , was a piece of paper with a promise to pay written upon it .

He had demanded payment in real five - pound notes , which were to be handed over before the timber was removed .

Already Frederick had paid up ; and the sum he had paid was just enough to buy the machinery for the windmill .

Meanwhile the timber was being carted away at high speed .

When it was all gone , another special meeting was held in the barn for the animals to inspect Frederick ' s bank - notes .

Smiling beatifically , and wearing both his decorations , Napoleon reposed on a bed of straw on the platform , with the money at his side , neatly piled on a china dish from the farmhouse kitchen .

The animals filed slowly past , and each gazed his fill .

And Boxer put out his nose to sniff at the bank - notes , and the flimsy white things stirred and rustled in his breath .

Three days later there was a terrible hullabaloo .

Whymper , his face deadly pale , came racing up the path on his bicycle , flung it down in the yard and rushed straight into the farmhouse .

The next moment a choking roar of rage sounded from Napoleon ' s apartments .

The news of what had happened sped round the farm like wildfire .

Frederick had got the timber for nothing !

Napoleon called the animals together immediately and in a terrible voice pronounced the death sentence upon Frederick .

When captured , he said , Frederick should be boiled alive .

At the same time he warned them that after this treacherous deed the worst was to be expected .

Frederick and his men might make their long - expected attack at any moment .

Sentinels were placed at all the approaches to the farm .

In addition , four pigeons were sent to Foxwood with a conciliatory message , which it was hoped might re - establish good relations with Pilkington .

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 .

Boldly enough the animals sallied forth to meet them , but this time they did not have the easy victory that they had had in the Battle of the Cowshed .

There were fifteen men , with half a dozen guns between them , and they opened fire as soon as they got within fifty yards .

The animals could not face the terrible explosions and the stinging pellets , and in spite of the efforts of Napoleon and Boxer to rally them , they were soon driven back .

They took refuge in the farm buildings and peeped cautiously out from chinks and knot - holes .

The whole of the big pasture , including the windmill , was in the hands of the enemy .

For the moment even Napoleon seemed at a loss .

He paced up and down without a word , his tail rigid and twitching .

Wistful glances were sent in the direction of Foxwood .

If Pilkington and his men would help them , the day might yet be won .

But at this moment the four pigeons , who had been sent out on the day before , returned , one of them bearing a scrap of paper from Pilkington .

On it was pencilled the words : " Serves you right . " Meanwhile Frederick and his men had halted about the windmill .

The animals watched them , and a murmur of dismay went round .

Two of the men had produced a crowbar and a sledge hammer .

They were going to knock the windmill down .

" We have built the walls far too thick for that .

They could not knock it down in a week .

Courage , comrades ! " But Benjamin was watching the movements of the men intently .

The two with the hammer and the crowbar were drilling a hole near the base of the windmill .

Slowly , and with an air almost of amusement , Benjamin nodded his long muzzle .

In another moment they are going to pack blasting powder into that hole . " Terrified , the animals waited .

It was impossible now to venture out of the shelter of the buildings .

After a few minutes the men were seen to be running in all directions .

The pigeons swirled into the air , and all the animals , except Napoleon , flung themselves flat on their bellies and hid their faces .

When they got up again , a huge cloud of black smoke was hanging where the windmill had been .

At this sight the animals ' courage returned to them .

The fear and despair they had felt a moment earlier were drowned in their rage against this vile , contemptible act .

A mighty cry for vengeance went up , and without waiting for further orders they charged forth in a body and made straight for the enemy .

This time they did not heed the cruel pellets that swept over them like hail .

The men fired again and again , and , when the animals got to close quarters , lashed out with their sticks and their heavy boots .

A cow , three sheep , and two geese were killed , and nearly everyone was wounded .

Even Napoleon , who was directing operations from the rear , had the tip of his tail chipped by a pellet .

But the men did not go unscathed either .

Three of them had their heads broken by blows from Boxer ' s hoofs ; another was gored in the belly by a cow ' s horn ; another had his trousers nearly torn off by Jessie and Bluebell .

And when the nine dogs of Napoleon ' s own bodyguard , whom he had instructed to make a detour under cover of the hedge , suddenly appeared on the men ' s flank , baying ferociously , panic overtook them .

They saw that they were in danger of being surrounded .

Frederick shouted to his men to get out while the going was good , and the next moment the cowardly enemy was running for dear life .

The animals chased them right down to the bottom of the field , and got in some last kicks at them as they forced their way through the thorn hedge .

They had won , but they were weary and bleeding .

Slowly they began to limp back towards the farm .

The sight of their dead comrades stretched upon the grass moved some of them to tears .

And for a little while they halted in sorrowful silence at the place where the windmill had once stood .

Yes , it was gone ; almost the last trace of their labour was gone !

Even the foundations were partially destroyed .

And in rebuilding it they could not this time , as before , make use of the fallen stones .


The force of the explosion had flung them to distances of hundreds of yards .

It was as though the windmill had never been .

As they approached the farm Squealer , who had unaccountably been absent during the fighting , came skipping towards them , whisking his tail and beaming with satisfaction .

And the animals heard , from the direction of the farm buildings , the solemn booming of a gun .

" What is that gun firing for ? " said Boxer .

" To celebrate our victory ! " cried Squealer .

His knees were bleeding , he had lost a shoe and split his hoof , and a dozen pellets had lodged themselves in his hind leg .

Have we not driven the enemy off our soil — the sacred soil of Animal Farm ? " " But they have destroyed the windmill .

And we had worked on it for two years ! " " What matter ?

We will build six windmills if we feel like it .

You do not appreciate , comrade , the mighty thing that we have done .

The enemy was in occupation of this very ground that we stand upon .

And now — thanks to the leadership of Comrade Napoleon — we have won every inch of it back again ! " " Then we have won back what we had before , " said Boxer .

" That is our victory , " said Squealer .

The pellets under the skin of Boxer ' s leg smarted painfully .

He saw ahead of him the heavy labour of rebuilding the windmill from the foundations , and already in imagination he braced himself for the task .

But for the first time it occurred to him that he was eleven years old and that perhaps his great muscles were not quite what they had once been .

But when the animals saw the green flag flying , and heard the gun firing again — seven times it was fired in all — and heard the speech that Napoleon made , congratulating them on their conduct , it did seem to them after all that they had won a great victory .

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

Boxer and Clover pulled the wagon which served as a hearse , and Napoleon himself walked at the head of the procession .

Two whole days were given over to celebrations .

There were songs , speeches , and more firing of the gun , and a special gift of an apple was bestowed on every animal , with two ounces of corn for each bird and three biscuits for each dog .

It was announced that the battle would be called the Battle of the Windmill , and that Napoleon had created a new decoration , the Order of the Green Banner , which he had conferred upon himself .

In the general rejoicings the unfortunate affair of the banknotes was forgotten .

It was a few days later than this that the pigs came upon a case of whisky in the cellars of the farmhouse .

It had been overlooked at the time when the house was first occupied .

That night there came from the farmhouse the sound of loud singing , in which , to everyone ' s surprise , the strains of ' Beasts of England ' were mixed up .

At about half past nine Napoleon , wearing an old bowler hat of Mr . Jones ' s , was distinctly seen to emerge from the back door , gallop rapidly round the yard , and disappear indoors again .

But in the morning a deep silence hung over the farmhouse .

It was nearly nine o ' clock when Squealer made his appearance , walking slowly and dejectedly , his eyes dull , his tail hanging limply behind him , and with every appearance of being seriously ill .

He called the animals together and told them that he had a terrible piece of news to impart .

Straw was laid down outside the doors of the farmhouse , and the animals walked on tiptoe .

With tears in their eyes they asked one another what they should do if their Leader were taken away from them .

A rumour went round that Snowball had after all contrived to introduce poison into Napoleon ' s food .

At eleven o ' clock Squealer came out to make another announcement .

As his last act upon earth , Comrade Napoleon had pronounced a solemn decree : the drinking of alcohol was to be punished by death .

By the evening , however , Napoleon appeared to be somewhat better , and the following morning Squealer was able to tell them that he was well on the way to recovery .

By the evening of that day Napoleon was back at work , and on the next day it was learned that he had instructed Whymper to purchase in Willingdon some booklets on brewing and distilling .

A week later Napoleon gave orders that the small paddock beyond the orchard , which it had previously been intended to set aside as a grazing - ground for animals who were past work , was to be ploughed up .

It was given out that the pasture was exhausted and needed re - seeding ; but it soon became known that Napoleon intended to sow it with barley .

About this time there occurred a strange incident which hardly anyone was able to understand .

One night at about twelve o ' clock there was a loud crash in the yard , and the animals rushed out of their stalls .

At the foot of the end wall of the big barn , where the Seven Commandments were written , there lay a ladder broken in two pieces .

Squealer , temporarily stunned , was sprawling beside it , and near at hand there lay a lantern , a paint - brush , and an overturned pot of white paint .

The dogs immediately made a ring round Squealer , and escorted him back to the farmhouse as soon as he was able to walk .

None of the animals could form any idea as to what this meant , except old Benjamin , who nodded his muzzle with a knowing air , and seemed to understand , but would say nothing .

But a few days later Muriel , reading over the Seven Commandments to herself , noticed that there was yet another of them which the animals had remembered wrong .

They had thought the Fifth Commandment was " No animal shall drink alcohol , " but there were two words that they had forgotten .

Actually the Commandment read : " No animal shall drink alcohol TO EXCESS . " Chapter IX .

Boxer ' s split hoof was a long time in healing .

They had started the rebuilding of the windmill the day after the victory celebrations were ended .

Boxer refused to take even a day off work , and made it a point of honour not to let it be seen that he was in pain .

In the evenings he would admit privately to Clover that the hoof troubled him a great deal .

Clover treated the hoof with poultices of herbs which she prepared by chewing them , and both she and Benjamin urged Boxer to work less hard .

" A horse ' s lungs do not last for ever , " she said to him .

He had , he said , only one real ambition left — to see the windmill well under way before he reached the age for retirement .

At the beginning , when the laws of Animal Farm were first formulated , the retiring age had been fixed for horses and pigs at twelve , for cows at fourteen , for dogs at nine , for sheep at seven , and for hens and geese at five .

Liberal old - age pensions had been agreed upon .

As yet no animal had actually retired on pension , but of late the subject had been discussed more and more .

Now that the small field beyond the orchard had been set aside for barley , it was rumoured that a corner of the large pasture was to be fenced off and turned into a grazing - ground for superannuated animals .


For a horse , it was said , the pension would be five pounds of corn a day and , in winter , fifteen pounds of hay , with a carrot or possibly an apple on public holidays .

Boxer ' s twelfth birthday was due in the late summer of the following year .

The winter was as cold as the last one had been , and food was even shorter .

Once again all rations were reduced , except those of the pigs and the dogs .

A too rigid equality in rations , Squealer explained , would have been contrary to the principles of Animalism .

In any case he had no difficulty in proving to the other animals that they were NOT in reality short of food , whatever the appearances might be .

For the time being , certainly , it had been found necessary to make a readjustment of rations ( Squealer always spoke of it as a " readjustment , " never as a " reduction " ) , but in comparison with the days of Jones , the improvement was enormous .

Reading out the figures in a shrill , rapid voice , he proved to them in detail that they had more oats , more hay , more turnips than they had had in Jones ' s day , that they worked shorter hours , that their drinking water was of better quality , that they lived longer , that a larger proportion of their young ones survived infancy , and that they had more straw in their stalls and suffered less from fleas .

Truth to tell , Jones and all he stood for had almost faded out of their memories .

They knew that life nowadays was harsh and bare , that they were often hungry and often cold , and that they were usually working when they were not asleep .

But doubtless it had been worse in the old days .

Besides , in those days they had been slaves and now they were free , and that made all the difference , as Squealer did not fail to point out .

There were many more mouths to feed now .

In the autumn the four sows had all littered about simultaneously , producing thirty - one young pigs between them .

The young pigs were piebald , and as Napoleon was the only boar on the farm , it was possible to guess at their parentage .

It was announced that later , when bricks and timber had been purchased , a schoolroom would be built in the farmhouse garden .

For the time being , the young pigs were given their instruction by Napoleon himself in the farmhouse kitchen .

They took their exercise in the garden , and were discouraged from playing with the other young animals .

About this time , too , it was laid down as a rule that when a pig and any other animal met on the path , the other animal must stand aside : and also that all pigs , of whatever degree , were to have the privilege of wearing green ribbons on their tails on Sundays .

The farm had had a fairly successful year , but was still short of money .

There were the bricks , sand , and lime for the schoolroom to be purchased , and it would also be necessary to begin saving up again for the machinery for the windmill .

Then there were lamp oil and candles for the house , sugar for Napoleon ' s own table ( he forbade this to the other pigs , on the ground that it made them fat ) , and all the usual replacements such as tools , nails , string , coal , wire , scrap - iron , and dog biscuits .

A stump of hay and part of the potato crop were sold off , and the contract for eggs was increased to six hundred a week , so that that year the hens barely hatched enough chicks to keep their numbers at the same level .

Rations , reduced in December , were reduced again in February , and lanterns in the stalls were forbidden to save oil .

But the pigs seemed comfortable enough , and in fact were putting on weight if anything .

One afternoon in late February a warm , rich , appetising scent , such as the animals had never smelt before , wafted itself across the yard from the little brew - house , which had been disused in Jones ' s time , and which stood beyond the kitchen .

Someone said it was the smell of cooking barley .

The animals sniffed the air hungrily and wondered whether a warm mash was being prepared for their supper .

But no warm mash appeared , and on the following Sunday it was announced that from now onwards all barley would be reserved for the pigs .

The field beyond the orchard had already been sown with barley .

And the news soon leaked out that every pig was now receiving a ration of a pint of beer daily , with half a gallon for Napoleon himself , which was always served to him in the Crown Derby soup tureen .

But if there were hardships to be borne , they were partly offset by the fact that life nowadays had a greater dignity than it had had before .

There were more songs , more speeches , more processions .

Napoleon had commanded that once a week there should be held something called a Spontaneous Demonstration , the object of which was to celebrate the struggles and triumphs of Animal Farm .

At the appointed time the animals would leave their work and march round the precincts of the farm in military formation , with the pigs leading , then the horses , then the cows , then the sheep , and then the poultry .

The dogs flanked the procession and at the head of all marched Napoleon ' s black cockerel .

Boxer and Clover always carried between them a green banner marked with the hoof and the horn and the caption , " Long live Comrade Napoleon ! " Afterwards there were recitations of poems composed in Napoleon ' s honour , and a speech by Squealer giving particulars of the latest increases in the production of foodstuffs , and on occasion a shot was fired from the gun .

The sheep were the greatest devotees of the Spontaneous Demonstration , and if anyone complained ( as a few animals sometimes did , when no pigs or dogs were near ) that they wasted time and meant a lot of standing about in the cold , the sheep were sure to silence him with a tremendous bleating of " Four legs good , two legs bad ! " But by and large the animals enjoyed these celebrations .

They found it comforting to be reminded that , after all , they were truly their own masters and that the work they did was for their own benefit .

So that , what with the songs , the processions , Squealer ' s lists of figures , the thunder of the gun , the crowing of the cockerel , and the fluttering of the flag , they were able to forget that their bellies were empty , at least part of the time .

In April , Animal Farm was proclaimed a Republic , and it became necessary to elect a President .

There was only one candidate , Napoleon , who was elected unanimously .

On the same day it was given out that fresh documents had been discovered which revealed further details about Snowball ' s complicity with Jones .

It now appeared that Snowball had not , as the animals had previously imagined , merely attempted to lose the Battle of the Cowshed by means of a stratagem , but had been openly fighting on Jones ' s side .

In fact , it was he who had actually been the leader of the human forces , and had charged into battle with the words " Long live Humanity ! " on his lips .

The wounds on Snowball ' s back , which a few of the animals still remembered to have seen , had been inflicted by Napoleon ' s teeth .

In the middle of the summer Moses the raven suddenly reappeared on the farm , after an absence of several years .

He was quite unchanged , still did no work , and talked in the same strain as ever about Sugarcandy Mountain .

He would perch on a stump , flap his black wings , and talk by the hour to anyone who would listen .


" Up there , comrades , " he would say solemnly , pointing to the sky with his large beak — " up there , just on the other side of that dark cloud that you can see — there it lies , Sugarcandy Mountain , that happy country where we poor animals shall rest for ever from our labours ! " He even claimed to have been there on one of his higher flights , and to have seen the everlasting fields of clover and the linseed cake and lump sugar growing on the hedges .

Their lives now , they reasoned , 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 .

They all declared contemptuously that his stories about Sugarcandy Mountain were lies , and yet they allowed him to remain on the farm , not working , with an allowance of a gill of beer a day .

After his hoof had healed up , Boxer worked harder than ever .

Indeed , all the animals worked like slaves that year .

Apart from the regular work of the farm , and the rebuilding of the windmill , there was the schoolhouse for the young pigs , which was started in March .

Sometimes the long hours on insufficient food were hard to bear , but Boxer never faltered .

In nothing that he said or did was there any sign that his strength was not what it had been .

It was only his appearance that was a little altered ; his hide was less shiny than it had used to be , and his great haunches seemed to have shrunken .

The others said , " Boxer will pick up when the spring grass comes on " ; but the spring came and Boxer grew no fatter .

Sometimes on the slope leading to the top of the quarry , when he braced his muscles against the weight of some vast boulder , it seemed that nothing kept him on his feet except the will to continue .

At such times his lips were seen to form the words , " I will work harder " ; he had no voice left .

Once again Clover and Benjamin warned him to take care of his health , but Boxer paid no attention .

He did not care what happened so long as a good store of stone was accumulated before he went on pension .

Late one evening in the summer , a sudden rumour ran round the farm that something had happened to Boxer .

He had gone out alone to drag a load of stone down to the windmill .

A few minutes later two pigeons came racing in with the news ; " Boxer has fallen !

He is lying on his side and can ' t get up ! " About half the animals on the farm rushed out to the knoll where the windmill stood .

There lay Boxer , between the shafts of the cart , his neck stretched out , unable even to raise his head .

His eyes were glazed , his sides matted with sweat .

A thin stream of blood had trickled out of his mouth .

Clover dropped to her knees at his side .

" Boxer ! " she cried , " how are you ? " " It is my lung , " said Boxer in a weak voice .

I think you will be able to finish the windmill without me .

There is a pretty good store of stone accumulated .

I had only another month to go in any case .

To tell you the truth , I had been looking forward to my retirement .

And perhaps , as Benjamin is growing old too , they will let him retire at the same time and be a companion to me . " " We must get help at once , " said Clover .

" Run , somebody , and tell Squealer what has happened . " All the other animals immediately raced back to the farmhouse to give Squealer the news .

Only Clover remained , and Benjamin who lay down at Boxer ' s side , and , without speaking , kept the flies off him with his long tail .

After about a quarter of an hour Squealer appeared , full of sympathy and concern .

He said that Comrade Napoleon had learned with the very deepest distress of this misfortune to one of the most loyal workers on the farm , and was already making arrangements to send Boxer to be treated in the hospital at Willingdon .

The animals felt a little uneasy at this .

Except for Mollie and Snowball , no other animal had ever left the farm , and they did not like to think of their sick comrade in the hands of human beings .

However , Squealer easily convinced them that the veterinary surgeon in Willingdon could treat Boxer ' s case more satisfactorily than could be done on the farm .

And about half an hour later , when Boxer had somewhat recovered , he was with difficulty got on to his feet , and managed to limp back to his stall , where Clover and Benjamin had prepared a good bed of straw for him .

For the next two days Boxer remained in his stall .

The pigs had sent out a large bottle of pink medicine which they had found in the medicine chest in the bathroom , and Clover administered it to Boxer twice a day after meals .

In the evenings she lay in his stall and talked to him , while Benjamin kept the flies off him .

Boxer professed not to be sorry for what had happened .

If he made a good recovery , he might expect to live another three years , and he looked forward to the peaceful days that he would spend in the corner of the big pasture .

It would be the first time that he had had leisure to study and improve his mind .

He intended , he said , to devote the rest of his life to learning the remaining twenty - two letters of the alphabet .

However , Benjamin and Clover could only be with Boxer after working hours , and it was in the middle of the day when the van came to take him away .

The animals were all at work weeding turnips under the supervision of a pig , when they were astonished to see Benjamin come galloping from the direction of the farm buildings , braying at the top of his voice .

It was the first time that they had ever seen Benjamin excited — indeed , it was the first time that anyone had ever seen him gallop .

They ' re taking Boxer away ! " Without waiting for orders from the pig , the animals broke off work and raced back to the farm buildings .

Sure enough , there in the yard was a large closed van , drawn by two horses , with lettering on its side and a sly - looking man in a low - crowned bowler hat sitting on the driver ' s seat .

" Good - bye , Boxer ! " they chorused , " good - bye ! " " Fools !

Fools ! " shouted Benjamin , prancing round them and stamping the earth with his small hoofs .

Do you not see what is written on the side of that van ? " That gave the animals pause , and there was a hush .

But Benjamin pushed her aside and in the midst of a deadly silence he read : " ' Alfred Simmonds , Horse Slaughterer and Glue Boiler , Willingdon .

Kennels Supplied . ' Do you not understand what that means ?

They are taking Boxer to the knacker ' s ! " A cry of horror burst from all the animals .

At this moment the man on the box whipped up his horses and the van moved out of the yard at a smart trot .


All the animals followed , crying out at the tops of their voices .

Clover tried to stir her stout limbs to a gallop , and achieved a canter .

Boxer ! " And just at this moment , as though he had heard the uproar outside , Boxer ' s face , with the white stripe down his nose , appeared at the small window at the back of the van .

" Boxer ! " cried Clover in a terrible voice .

They ' re taking you to your death ! " All the animals took up the cry of " Get out , Boxer , get out ! " But the van was already gathering speed and drawing away from them .

It was uncertain whether Boxer had understood what Clover had said .

But a moment later his face disappeared from the window and there was the sound of a tremendous drumming of hoofs inside the van .

The time had been when a few kicks from Boxer ' s hoofs would have smashed the van to matchwood .

his strength had left him ; and in a few moments the sound of drumming hoofs grew fainter and died away .

In desperation the animals began appealing to the two horses which drew the van to stop .

" Comrades , comrades ! " they shouted .

" Don ' t take your own brother to his death ! " But the stupid brutes , too ignorant to realise what was happening , merely set back their ears and quickened their pace .

Boxer ' s face did not reappear at the window .

Too late , someone thought of racing ahead and shutting the five - barred gate ; but in another moment the van was through it and rapidly disappearing down the road .

Three days later it was announced that he had died in the hospital at Willingdon , in spite of receiving every attention a horse could have .

Squealer came to announce the news to the others .

He had , he said , been present during Boxer ' s last hours .

" It was the most affecting sight I have ever seen ! " said Squealer , lifting his trotter and wiping away a tear .

" I was at his bedside at the very last .

And at the end , almost too weak to speak , he whispered in my ear that his sole sorrow was to have passed on before the windmill was finished .

' Forward in the name of the Rebellion .

Napoleon is always right . ' Those were his very last words , comrades . " Here Squealer ' s demeanour suddenly changed .

He fell silent for a moment , and his little eyes darted suspicious glances from side to side before he proceeded .

It had come to his knowledge , he said , that a foolish and wicked rumour had been circulated at the time of Boxer ' s removal .

Some of the animals had noticed that the van which took Boxer away was marked " Horse Slaughterer , " and had actually jumped to the conclusion that Boxer was being sent to the knacker ' s .

It was almost unbelievable , said Squealer , that any animal could be so stupid .

Surely , he cried indignantly , whisking his tail and skipping from side to side , surely they knew their beloved Leader , Comrade Napoleon , better than that ?

But the explanation was really very simple .

The van had previously been the property of the knacker , and had been bought by the veterinary surgeon , who had not yet painted the old name out .

The animals were enormously relieved to hear this .

And when Squealer went on to give further graphic details of Boxer ' s death - bed , the admirable care he had received , and the expensive medicines for which Napoleon had paid without a thought as to the cost , their last doubts disappeared and the sorrow that they felt for their comrade ' s death was tempered by the thought that at least he had died happy .

Napoleon himself appeared at the meeting on the following Sunday morning and pronounced a short oration in Boxer ' s honour .

It had not been possible , he said , to bring back their lamented comrade ' s remains for interment on the farm , 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 .

And in a few days ' time the pigs intended to hold a memorial banquet in Boxer ' s honour .

Napoleon ended his speech with a reminder of Boxer ' s two favourite maxims , " I will work harder " and " Comrade Napoleon is always right " — maxims , he said , which every animal would do well to adopt as his own .

On the day appointed for the banquet , a grocer ' s van drove up from Willingdon and delivered a large wooden crate at the farmhouse .

That night there was the sound of uproarious singing , which was followed by what sounded like a violent quarrel and ended at about eleven o ' clock with a tremendous crash of glass .

No one stirred in the farmhouse before noon on the following day , and the word went round that from somewhere or other the pigs had acquired the money to buy themselves another case of whisky .

The seasons came and went , the short animal lives fled by .

A time came when there was no one who remembered the old days before the Rebellion , except Clover , Benjamin , Moses the raven , and a number of the pigs .

Muriel was dead ; Bluebell , Jessie , and Pincher were dead .

Jones too was dead — he had died in an inebriates ' home in another part of the country .

Boxer was forgotten , except by the few who had known him .

Clover was an old stout mare now , stiff in the joints and with a tendency to rheumy eyes .

She was two years past the retiring age , but in fact no animal had ever actually retired .

The talk of setting aside a corner of the pasture for superannuated animals had long since been dropped .

Napoleon was now a mature boar of twenty - four stone .

Squealer was so fat that he could with difficulty see out of his eyes .

Only old Benjamin was much the same as ever , except for being a little greyer about the muzzle , and , since Boxer ' s death , more morose and taciturn than ever .

There were many more creatures on the farm now , though the increase was not so great as had been expected in earlier years .

Many animals had been born to whom the Rebellion was only a dim tradition , passed on by word of mouth , and others had been bought who had never heard mention of such a thing before their arrival .

The farm possessed three horses now besides Clover .

They were fine upstanding beasts , willing workers and good comrades , but very stupid .

None of them proved able to learn the alphabet beyond the letter B .

They accepted everything that they were told about the Rebellion and the principles of Animalism , especially from Clover , for whom they had an almost filial respect ; but it was doubtful whether they understood very much of it .

The farm was more prosperous now , and better organised : it had even been enlarged by two fields which had been bought from Mr . Pilkington .

The windmill had been successfully completed at last , and the farm possessed a threshing machine and a hay elevator of its own , and various new buildings had been added to it .

The windmill , however , had not after all been used for generating electrical power .

It was used for milling corn , and brought in a handsome money profit .


The animals were hard at work building yet another windmill ; when that one was finished , so it was said , the dynamos would be installed .

But the luxuries of which Snowball had once taught the animals to dream , the stalls with electric light and hot and cold water , and the three - day week , were no longer talked about .

Napoleon had denounced such ideas as contrary to the spirit of Animalism .

The truest happiness , he said , lay in working hard and living frugally .

Somehow it seemed as though the farm had grown richer without making the animals themselves any richer - except , of course , for the pigs and the dogs .

Perhaps this was partly because there were so many pigs and so many dogs .

It was not that these creatures did not work , after their fashion .

There was , as Squealer was never tired of explaining , endless work in the supervision and organisation of the farm .

Much of this work was of a kind that the other animals were too ignorant to understand .

For example , Squealer told them that the pigs had to expend enormous labours every day upon mysterious things called " files , " " reports , " " minutes , " and " memoranda " .

These were large sheets of paper which had to be closely covered with writing , and as soon as they were so covered , they were burnt in the furnace .

This was of the highest importance for the welfare of the farm , Squealer said .

But still , neither pigs nor dogs produced any food by their own labour ; and there were very many of them , and their appetites were always good .

As for the others , their life , so far as they knew , was as it had always been .

They were generally hungry , they slept on straw , they drank from the pool , they laboured in the fields ; in winter they were troubled by the cold , and in summer by the flies .

Sometimes the older ones among them racked their dim memories and tried to determine whether in the early days of the Rebellion , when Jones ' s expulsion was still recent , things had been better or worse than now .

There was nothing with which they could compare their present lives : they had nothing to go upon except Squealer ' s lists of figures , which invariably demonstrated that everything was getting better and better .

The animals found the problem insoluble ; in any case , they had little time for speculating on such things now .

Only old Benjamin professed to remember every detail of his long life and to know that things never had been , nor ever could be much better or much worse — hunger , hardship , and disappointment being , so he said , the unalterable law of life .

And yet the animals never gave up hope .

More , they never lost , even for an instant , their sense of honour and privilege in being members of Animal Farm .

They were still the only farm in the whole county — in all England ! — owned and operated by animals .

Not one of them , not even the youngest , not even the newcomers who had been brought from farms ten or twenty miles away , ever ceased to marvel at that .

And when they heard the gun booming and saw the green flag fluttering at the masthead , their hearts swelled with imperishable pride , and the talk turned always towards the old heroic days , the expulsion of Jones , the writing of the Seven Commandments , the great battles in which the human invaders had been defeated .

None of the old dreams had been abandoned .

The Republic of the Animals which Major had foretold , when the green fields of England should be untrodden by human feet , was still believed in .

Some day it was coming : it might not be soon , it might not be with in the lifetime of any animal now living , but still it was coming .

Even the tune of ' Beasts of England ' was perhaps hummed secretly here and there : at any rate , it was a fact that every animal on the farm knew it , though no one would have dared to sing it aloud .

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 .

If they went hungry , it was not from feeding tyrannical human beings ; if they worked hard , at least they worked for themselves .

No creature among them went upon two legs .

No creature called any other creature " Master . " All animals were equal .

One day in early summer Squealer ordered the sheep to follow him , and led them out to a piece of waste ground at the other end of the farm , which had become overgrown with birch saplings .

The sheep spent the whole day there browsing at the leaves under Squealer ' s supervision .

In the evening he returned to the farmhouse himself , but , as it was warm weather , told the sheep to stay where they were .

It ended by their remaining there for a whole week , during which time the other animals saw nothing of them .

Squealer was with them for the greater part of every day .

He was , he said , teaching them to sing a new song , for which privacy was needed .

It was just after the sheep had returned , on a pleasant evening when the animals had finished work and were making their way back to the farm buildings , that the terrified neighing of a horse sounded from the yard .

Startled , the animals stopped in their tracks .

She neighed again , and all the animals broke into a gallop and rushed into the yard .

A little awkwardly , as though not quite used to supporting his considerable bulk in that position , but with perfect balance , he was strolling across the yard .

And a moment later , out from the door of the farmhouse came a long file of pigs , all walking on their hind legs .

Some did it better than others , one or two were even a trifle unsteady and looked as though they would have liked the support of a stick , but every one of them made his way right round the yard successfully .

And finally there was a tremendous baying of dogs and a shrill crowing from the black cockerel , and out came Napoleon himself , majestically upright , casting haughty glances from side to side , and with his dogs gambolling round him .

Amazed , terrified , huddling together , the animals watched the long line of pigs march slowly round the yard .

It was as though the world had turned upside - down .

Then there came a moment when the first shock had worn off and when , in spite of everything - in spite of their terror of the dogs , and of the habit , developed through long years , of never complaining , never criticising , no matter what happened — they might have uttered some word of protest .

But just at that moment , as though at a signal , all the sheep burst out into a tremendous bleating of — " Four legs good , two legs BETTER !

Four legs good , two legs BETTER ! " It went on for five minutes without stopping .

And by the time the sheep had quieted down , the chance to utter any protest had passed , for the pigs had marched back into the farmhouse .

Benjamin felt a nose nuzzling at his shoulder .

Without saying anything , she tugged gently at his mane and led him round to the end of the big barn , where the Seven Commandments were written .

For a minute or two they stood gazing at the tatted wall with its white lettering .


" My sight is failing , " she said finally .

" Even when I was young I could not have read what was written there .

But it appears to me that that wall looks different .

Are the Seven Commandments the same as they used to be , Benjamin ? " For once Benjamin consented to break his rule , and he read out to her what was written on the wall .

There was nothing there now except a single Commandment .

It ran : ALL ANIMALS ARE EQUAL BUT SOME ANIMALS ARE MORE EQUAL THAN OTHERS After that it did not seem strange when next day the pigs who were supervising the work of the farm all carried whips in their trotters .

It did not seem strange to learn that the pigs had bought themselves a wireless set , were arranging to install a telephone , and had taken out subscriptions to ' John Bull ' , ' Tit - Bits ' , and the ' Daily Mirror ' .

It did not seem strange when Napoleon was seen strolling in the farmhouse garden with a pipe in his mouth — no , not even when the pigs took Mr . Jones ' s clothes out of the wardrobes and put them on , Napoleon himself appearing in a black coat , ratcatcher breeches , and leather leggings , while his favourite sow appeared in the watered silk dress which Mrs . Jones had been used to wearing on Sundays .

A week later , in the afternoon , a number of dog - carts drove up to the farm .

A deputation of neighbouring farmers had been invited to make a tour of inspection .

They were shown all over the farm , and expressed great admiration for everything they saw , especially the windmill .

The animals were weeding the turnip field .

They worked diligently hardly raising their faces from the ground , and not knowing whether to be more frightened of the pigs or of the human visitors .

That evening loud laughter and bursts of singing came from the farmhouse .

And suddenly , at the sound of the mingled voices , the animals were stricken with curiosity .

What could be happening in there , now that for the first time animals and human beings were meeting on terms of equality ?

With one accord they began to creep as quietly as possible into the farmhouse garden .

At the gate they paused , half frightened to go on but Clover led the way in .

They tiptoed up to the house , and such animals as were tall enough peered in at the dining - room window .

There , round the long table , sat half a dozen farmers and half a dozen of the more eminent pigs , Napoleon himself occupying the seat of honour at the head of the table .

The pigs appeared completely at ease in their chairs .

The company had been enjoying a game of cards but had broken off for the moment , evidently in order to drink a toast .

A large jug was circulating , and the mugs were being refilled with beer .

No one noticed the wondering faces of the animals that gazed in at the window .

Mr . Pilkington , of Foxwood , had stood up , his mug in his hand .

In a moment , he said , he would ask the present company to drink a toast .

But before doing so , there were a few words that he felt it incumbent upon him to say .

It was a source of great satisfaction to him , he said — and , he was sure , to all others present — to feel that a long period of mistrust and misunderstanding had now come to an end .

There had been a time — not that he , or any of the present company , had shared such sentiments — but there had been a time when the respected proprietors of Animal Farm had been regarded , he would not say with hostility , but perhaps with a certain measure of misgiving , by their human neighbours .

Unfortunate incidents had occurred , mistaken ideas had been current .

It had been felt that the existence of a farm owned and operated by pigs was somehow abnormal and was liable to have an unsettling effect in the neighbourhood .

Too many farmers had assumed , without due enquiry , that on such a farm a spirit of licence and indiscipline would prevail .

They had been nervous about the effects upon their own animals , or even upon their human employees .

But all such doubts were now dispelled .

Today he and his friends had visited Animal Farm and inspected every inch of it with their own eyes , and what did they find ?

Not only the most up - to - date methods , but a discipline and an orderliness which should be an example to all farmers everywhere .

He believed that he was right in saying that the lower animals on Animal Farm did more work and received less food than any animals in the county .

Indeed , he and his fellow - visitors today had observed many features which they intended to introduce on their own farms immediately .

He would end his remarks , he said , by emphasising once again the friendly feelings that subsisted , and ought to subsist , between Animal Farm and its neighbours .

Between pigs and human beings there was not , and there need not be , any clash of interests whatever .

Their struggles and their difficulties were one .

Was not the labour problem the same everywhere ?

Here it became apparent that Mr . Pilkington was about to spring some carefully prepared witticism on the company , but for a moment he was too overcome by amusement to be able to utter it .

After much choking , during which his various chins turned purple , he managed to get it out : " If you have your lower animals to contend with , " he said , " we have our lower classes ! " This BON MOT set the table in a roar ; and Mr . Pilkington once again congratulated the pigs on the low rations , the long working hours , and the general absence of pampering which he had observed on Animal Farm .

And now , he said finally , he would ask the company to rise to their feet and make certain that their glasses were full .

" Gentlemen , " concluded Mr . Pilkington , " gentlemen , I give you a toast : To the prosperity of Animal Farm ! " There was enthusiastic cheering and stamping of feet .

Napoleon was so gratified that he left his place and came round the table to clink his mug against Mr . Pilkington ' s before emptying it .

When the cheering had died down , Napoleon , who had remained on his feet , intimated that he too had a few words to say .

Like all of Napoleon ' s speeches , it was short and to the point .

He too , he said , was happy that the period of misunderstanding was at an end .

For a long time there had been rumours — circulated , he had reason to think , by some malignant enemy — that there was something subversive and even revolutionary in the outlook of himself and his colleagues .

They had been credited with attempting to stir up rebellion among the animals on neighbouring farms .

Nothing could be further from the truth !

Their sole wish , now and in the past , was to live at peace and in normal business relations with their neighbours .

This farm which he had the honour to control , he added , was a co - operative enterprise .

The title - deeds , which were in his own possession , were owned by the pigs jointly .

He did not believe , he said , that any of the old suspicions still lingered , but certain changes had been made recently in the routine of the farm which should have the effect of promoting confidence still further .

Hitherto the animals on the farm had had a rather foolish custom of addressing one another as " Comrade . " This was to be suppressed .

There had also been a very strange custom , whose origin was unknown , of marching every Sunday morning past a boar ' s skull which was nailed to a post in the garden .


This , too , would be suppressed , and the skull had already been buried .

His visitors might have observed , too , the green flag which flew from the masthead .

If so , they would perhaps have noted that the white hoof and horn with which it had previously been marked had now been removed .

It would be a plain green flag from now onwards .

He had only one criticism , he said , to make of Mr . Pilkington ' s excellent and neighbourly speech .

Mr . Pilkington had referred throughout to " Animal Farm . " He could not of course know — for he , Napoleon , was only now for the first time announcing it — that the name " Animal Farm " had been abolished .

Henceforward the farm was to be known as " The Manor Farm " — which , he believed , was its correct and original name .

" Gentlemen , " concluded Napoleon , " I will give you the same toast as before , but in a different form .

Gentlemen , here is my toast : To the prosperity of The Manor Farm ! " There was the same hearty cheering as before , and the mugs were emptied to the dregs .

But as the animals outside gazed at the scene , it seemed to them that some strange thing was happening .

What was it that had altered in the faces of the pigs ?

Clover ' s old dim eyes flitted from one face to another .

Some of them had five chins , some had four , some had three .

But what was it that seemed to be melting and changing ?

Then , the applause having come to an end , the company took up their cards and continued the game that had been interrupted , and the animals crept silently away .

But they had not gone twenty yards when they stopped short .

An uproar of voices was coming from the farmhouse .

They rushed back and looked through the window again .

Yes , a violent quarrel was in progress .

There were shoutings , bangings on the table , sharp suspicious glances , furious denials .

The source of the trouble appeared to be that Napoleon and Mr . Pilkington had each played an ace of spades simultaneously .

Twelve voices were shouting in anger , and they were all alike .

No question , now , what had happened to the faces of the pigs .

The creatures outside looked from pig to man , and from man to pig , and from pig to man again ; but already it was impossible to say which was which .