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It looked as though Boxer were dead.

But he wasn’t.

Not quite.

Boxer’s hurt bad, he’ll never work again.

What do we do?

While Napoleon and Squealer made plans for Boxer,

Benjamin predicted he could look forward to a well-earned rest and retirement.

Next day, the windmill work went on as usual,but now without Boxer.

And during the morning, what appeared to be an ambulance arrived.

Only Benjamin suspected it wasn’t an ambulance.

The other animals finally recognised the death wagon from Mr Whymper’s glue factory.

I was with him right to the end.

His last words were Forward comrades!

Long live Napoleon!

As for the wicked rumour that Boxer was sold to a glue factory…. our beloved leader would never do that.

Long live Napoleon.

Long live Napoleon!

And that night, the pigs drank to Boxer’s memory and the whiskey they had bought with Boxer’s life.

Years passed.

The seasons came and went.

Their short animal lives sped by.

The completed windmill stood as a monument to its builders’ faith and sacrifice.

But the animals’ revolution was only dimly remembered.

Outwardly Animal Farm appeared prosperous, but the animals themselves were no better off, with the exception of the pigs, and their supreme leader, Napoleon.

This pig-run enterprise now had many of the frills of real civilization and one fine day, pig delegates from far and wide arrived at Animal Farm to celebrate the coming of a new era.

When reports of this great change reached them, other animals everywhere were incredulous.

Dismayed and indignant, they headed towards Animal Farm from all directions, instinctively uniting, once again, in common cause.

Loyal followers, on farms owned and operated by pigs…. there is order and discipline.

Our lower animals do more work and eat less than on other farms.

This will encourage you to make your lower animals work even harder and eat even less.

To a greater Animal Farm!

To peace and plenty under pig rule.

To the day when pigs own and operate farms everywhere.

To the animals it now seemed that their world, which may or may not someday become a happy place to live in, was worse than ever for ordinary creatures, and another moment had come when they must do something about it.