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But wherever they were having a bad time, animals listened with interest.

In certain quarters the rebellious behaviour of a lot of dumb animals caused indignation and much conversation.

But nothing was done about it for the drunken Mr Jones and his cronies did not know what to do.

Snowball felt that education was the animals’ next necessity.

Some of the animals were brighter than others, of course.

B, C, D.

E!

Four legs good, two legs bad.

Snowball set himself to solve the problem of power on the farm.

And so did Napoleon.

In January there came bitterly hard weather.

Inexperienced management brought shortages to Animal Farm.

But Snowball continued his thinking for the future.

And in such thoughts he was not alone!

Comrades, I have prepared a new plan for Animal Farm.

Here it is.

All it needs is your vote.

At first we will have to work more and eat less.

But my plan will bring us electricity.

It will mean a warm barn in winter.

A light in every stall, sty and roost.

Luxury for all.

Comrades, in one short year Animal Farm will be the finest in the world.

Dreams, dreams.

A vote for my plan is a vote for the life beautiful.

It’s a lie.

I promise you a four-day week.

Bosh.

Perhaps a three-day week.

Nonsense.

A one day week.

With Snowball disposed of Napoleon stepped up confidently to take charge of Animal Farm.

And Fat Pig Squealer became his obedient follower and assistant.

Comrades, Snowball is a traitor!

What was he really planning?

To bring back Jones!

Now, let’s have no more of these useless meetings.

From now on, I’ll protect your interests.

and I’ll make your decisions.

Let me show you my plan for Animal Farm.

Four legs good, two legs bad.

Hip Hip Hooray.

For “Napoleon” Mill.

And so the windmill was started after all.

Nothing could have been achieved without Boxer whose strength was greater than that of all the other animals put together.

Superintended by the pigs all the animals worked long shifts which lasted from dawn till dusk.

Rations were shortened for the workers but the pigs, by virtue of their brain work, were plentifully provided for.

But the greatest inspiration came from Boxer who, with his friend Benjamin, worked early and late, in season and out.

One evening after working long and late, as usual, Boxer and Benjamin made a curious discovery.

Word of what now went on at night in Jones’s house spread quickly through Animal Farm.

Some of the animals thought they remembered a law against beds but obviously they were mistaken.

And now, other changes in the laws of Animal Farm were in store.

Those ungrateful beasts of yours!

Cheer up, they won’t last.

Another winter will bring them to their knees.

Anyway, where are they gonna buy the things they need?

In Mr Jones’s circle, the subject of shortages at Animal Farm was a popular one.

And a sharp trader named Whymper was just the sort to do something about it.

Comrades!

Our leader, as wise as he is beloved, has decided to trade with the outside world.

Not for gain, of course, that would be unworthy of our noble principles.

You hens are to have the honour of making the first contribution.

All your eggs.

I know how proud you are of this privilege.

The chickens seemed to remember Old Major saying that their eggs should never be taken from them.