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eproached her sharply, and they went outside. Some hams hanging in the kitchen were taken out for burial, and the barrel of beer in the scullery was stove in with a kick from Boxer's hoof, otherwise nothing in the house was touched. A unanimous resolution was passed on the spot that the farmhouse should be preserved as a museum. All were agreed that no animal must ever live there. The animals had their breakfast, and then Snowball and Napoleon called them together again. "Comrades," said Snowball, "it is half-past six and we have a long day before us. Today we begin the hay harvest. But there is another matter that must be attended to first." 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. Jones's children and which had been thrown on the rubbish heap. Napoleon sent for pots of black and white paint and led the way down to the five-barred gate that gave on to the main road. Then Snowball (for it was Snowball who was best at writing) took a brush between the two knuckles of his trotter, painted out MANOR FARM from the top bar of the gate and in its place painted ANIMAL FARM. This was to be the name of the farm from now onwards. After this they went back to the farm buildings, where Snowball and Napoleon sent for a ladder which they caused to be set against the end wall of the big barn. They explained that by their studies of the past three months the pigs had succeeded in reducing the principles of Animalism to Seven Commandments. These Seven Commandments would now be inscribed on the wall; they would form an unalterable law by which all the animals on Animal Farm must live for ever after. With some difficulty (for it is not easy for a pig to balance himself on a ladder) Snowball climbed up and set to work, with Squealer a few rungs below him holding the paint-pot. The Commandments were written on the tarred wall in great white letters that could be read thirty yards away. They ran thus: 1. Whatever goes upon two legs is an enemy. THE SEVEN COMMANDMENTS 2. Whatever goes upon four legs, or has wings, is a friend. 3. No animal shall wear clothes. 4. No animal shall sleep in a bed. 5. No animal shall drink alcohol. 6. No animal shall kill any other animal. 7. All animals are equal. It was very neatly written, and except that "friend" was written "freind" and one of the "S's" was the wrong way round, the spelling was correct all the way through. Snowball read it aloud for the benefit of the others. All the animals nodded in complete agreement, and the cleverer ones at once began to learn the Commandments by heart.
"Now, comrades," cried Snowball, throwing down the paintbrush, "to the hayfield! Let us make it a point of honour to get in the harvest more quickly than Jones and his men could do." But at this moment the three cows, who had seemed uneasy for some time past, set up a loud lowing. They had not been milked for twenty-four hours, and their udders were almost bursting. After a little thought, the pigs sent for buckets and milked the cows fairly successfully, their trotters being well adapted to this task. Soon there were five buckets of frothing creamy milk at which many of the animals looked with considerable interest. "What is going to happen to all that milk?" said someone. "Jones used sometimes to mix some of it in our mash," said one of the hens. "Never mind the milk, comrades!" cried Napoleon, placing himself in front of the buckets. "That will be attended to. The harvest is more important. Comrade Snowball will lead the way. I shall follow in a few minutes. Forward, comrades! The hay is waiting." So the animals trooped down to the hayfield to begin the harvest, and when they came back in the evening it was noticed that the milk had disappeared.
Page 2 and 3: Animal Farm and 1984 George Orwell
Page 4 and 5: HARCOURT, INC. Orlando Austin New Y
Page 6 and 7: Introduction THE TWO NOVELS THAT yo
Page 8 and 9: The original title of the novel was
Page 10 and 11: Eastern Europe, and of those who le
Page 12 and 13: 1 MR. JONES, OF THE Manor Farm, had
Page 14 and 15: your four confinements and all your
Page 16 and 17: On the day that sets us free. For t
Page 18 and 19: Moses, who was Mr. Jones's especial
Page 22 and 23: 3 HOW THEY TOILED and sweated to ge
Page 24 and 25: As for the pigs, they could already
Page 26 and 27: 4 BY THE LATE SUMMER the news of wh
Page 28 and 29: All the men were gone except one. B
Page 30 and 31: his own following, and there were s
Page 32 and 33: can run, but the dogs were close on
Page 34 and 35: 6 ALL THAT YEAR THE animals worked
Page 36 and 37: Every Monday Mr. Whymper visited th
Page 38 and 39: avenge himself for his ignominious
Page 40 and 41: through one of the other pigs, usua
Page 42 and 43: Comrade Napoleon. Do you not rememb
Page 44 and 45: that it was their own farm, every i
Page 46 and 47: 8 A FEW DAYS LATER, when the terror
Page 48 and 49: were only conducted through Whymper
Page 50 and 51: The very next morning the attack ca
Page 52 and 53: fired in all—and heard the speech
Page 54 and 55: 9 BOXER'S SPLIT HOOF was a long tim
Page 56 and 57: There was only one candidate, Napol
Page 58 and 59: The animals crowded round the van.
Page 60 and 61: 10 YEARS PASSED. The seasons came a
Page 62 and 63: from the yard. Startled, the animal
Page 64 and 65: on Animal Farm did more work and re
Page 66 and 67: One IT WAS A BRIGHT cold day in Apr
Page 68 and 69: Winston turned round abruptly. He h
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was trying to burrow right into her
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Eurasia, he was advocating freedom
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At this moment the entire group of
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wanted to smudge the creamy paper b
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"Want to see the hanging! Want to s
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wrappings of a cigarette packet—e
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was never fully certain whether or
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satisfactorily under control. Offic
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the disposal of wastepaper. Similar
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ecome uncertain. Winston glanced ac
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was still crouching secretively ove
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"Not one!" said Winston with a sort
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Oldspeak, with all its vagueness an
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Syme looked up. "Here comes Parsons
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Syme swallowed it. Was he, then, al
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Parsons had begun talking again. "D
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divorce, but it rather encouraged s
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women crowding round the stalls of
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The ideal set up by the Party was s
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the very moment of their re-lease.
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Freedom is the freedom to say that
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"Can't you bleeding well listen to
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"You're a gent," said the other, st
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"One of 'em pushed me once," said t
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thing that gleamed softly in the la
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were in it—all the principal ones
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un, he could not strike a blow. Bes
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Two IT WAS THE MIDDLE of the mornin
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it the imbecile Parsons flopped dow
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flat face and tiny, suspicious eyes
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"Yes." "Can you get Sunday afternoo
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she turned round and looked at him
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The first whiff of its scent had st
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had imagined it, she had torn her c
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As it happened, they never went bac
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wondered vaguely how many others li
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"Yes, dear, you would have. I would
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The tune had been haunting London f
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"There's been a lot of tea about la
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"Dearest! You've gone quite pale. W
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The weather was baking hot. In the
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would hold indefinitely, and they w
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"It was no good, because I threw it
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"I am usually at home in the evenin
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with rage when she stopped ladling,
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"We've been lucky," he said "but it
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"Yes," said O'Brien, "we can turn i
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"Yes." "To betray your country to f
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Goldstein. When you looked at O'Bri
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"Oranges and lemons, say the bells
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the political literature of five ye
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so for the past twenty-five years.
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overwork, dirt, illiteracy, and dis
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emaining activities in which the in
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as Obliteration of the Self. The ci
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They did not return to the subject
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of machine production, however, the
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also useful in keying up public mor
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the contradictions inherent in Ings
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circumstances, and were overthrown,
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outlived the "Hate Song." Julia wok
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"You are the dead," repeated the ir
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the Thought Police.
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forced-labor camps to which most of
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from the telescreen. It was even co
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"Of course I'm guilty!" cried Parso
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There was a gasp and a flurry at Wi
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II HE WAS LYING ON something that f
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The man in the white coat did not t
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"Another example," he said. "Some y
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He paused for a few moments, as tho
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count them, he could not remember w
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"Yes," said Winston. O'Brien smiled
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O'Brien held up the fingers of his
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As always, Winston was lying flat o
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"We are the priests of power," he s
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the love of Big Brother. There will
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he had enrolled himself in the Brot
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O'Brien looked down at him thoughtf
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into his head. He wrote first in la
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the wrong, but he preferred to be i
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"In your case," said O'Brien, "the
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VI THE CHESTNUT TREE was almost emp
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Park, on a vile, biting day in Marc
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and teacup placed beside the bed ov
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He gazed up at the enormous face. F
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The A. vocabulary. The A vocabulary
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Some of the B words had highly subt
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The intention was to make speech, a
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writers, such as Shakespeare, Milto
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