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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 brainwork

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' house

spread quickly to Animal Farm.

Some of the animals thought

they remembered

the law against beds,

but obviously

they where 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 going to buy

the things they need?

In Mr. Jones' circle

the subject of shortages

at Animal Farm

was a popular one.

And the 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 honor 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.

The innocent suffered with the guilty

and the chicken's uprising

was short lived.

Comrades,

I have made

a terrible discovery.

There are

traitors among us.

Yes comrades,

in league with

Jones and Snowball

to destroy Animal Farm.

Who else is guilty?

Stand up and confess!

NO ANIMAL SHALL KILL

ANOTHER ANIMAL:

WITHOUT CAUSE:

The revolution is now complete.

We have no more use

for that song.

See it is now forbidden

under penalty of death.

Trade between Animal Farm

and the outer world

now became quite brisk.

As might be expected,

Mr. Whymper's profits

inspired others

to seek their share.

Or at least

give vent

to their jealousy.

-Animal Farm seems

to be making money

for Whymper.

-Who ever heard of

animals running a farm.

-Have you seen their windmill?

-Come on and

let's kick 'em out.

-Yes, kick 'em out.

The original owner

was not invited

to join this movement.

His neighbours

let him know

his day was done.

Comrades,

the enemy has mobilised

all his forces against us.

We must save Animal Farm

from its enemies

at all costs we have.

Now is the time to fight,

to die for Animal Farm...

Victory!

Now began the

heartbreaking job

of rebuilding.

And as before,

Boxer and Benjamin

worked hardest of all.

By now, supervision

of the work by pigs

was hardly necessary,

so they had time

for less laborious

pursuits.

Long after

the other animals

left the job,

Boxer and Benjamin

worked on and on,

giving their all

year in, year out.

A new generation of pigs

grew up,

endowed with what was

considered odds and graces

very flattering to Animal Farm

and it's presiding genius.

But still

the windmill

was not finished

and Boxer's injured foot

got worse instead of better.

It looked as though

Boxer were dead

but he wasn't, not quite.

Boxer is hurt badly,

he will 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.

And for the wicked rumour that Boxer

was sold to a glue factory

our belived leader

would never do that.

Long live Napoleon!

Long live Napoleon!

And that night,

the pigs drank

to Boxer's memory,

and the whisky

they had bought

with Boxer's life.

Years passed,

the seasons came and went.

The short animal lives fled by.

The completed windmill

stood as a monument

to its builders' fate

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 to Animal Farm

to celebrate

the coming of a new era.

ALL ANIMALS ARE EQUAL

BUT SOME ANIMALS ARE

MORE EQUAL THAN OTHERS

When reports

of this great change

reached them,

other animals

everywhere were incredulous.

Dismayed and indignant,

they headed toward Animal Farm

from all directions,

instinctively uniting

once again in common cause.

Loyal followers!

On farms

owned and operated

by the pigs

there is order and discipline.

All of the animals

do more work and eat less

than on other farms.

With this, I will encourage you

to make your loyal 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

some day 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.

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