MR. JONES, of the Manor Farm, had locked the hen-houses for the night,but was too drunk to remember to shut the popholes. With the ring of lightfrom his lantern dancing from side to side, he lurched across the yard, kickedoff his boots at the back door, drew himself a last glass of beer from the barrelin the scullery, and made his way up to bed, where Mrs. Jones was alreadysnoring
I hope it's important!!
I wonder what major's dream could be ?
As everyone begins to settle in the barn,old major is sitting in his hay,getting ready to give his speech
My days are numbered, and after I'm gone. I want you to rise up against man. I want you to resist all actions similar to that of man, for all he does is steal, kill, and destroy.
My dream last night was about an Earth without man, where animals roamed free. It reminded me of a song my mother had sung to me as a child called Beasts of England. After hearing all of this, the animals began to celebrate, singing the song over and over again without ceasing.
Unfortunately, the uproar awoke Mr. Jones, who sprang out of bed. He seized the gun and shot 6 shots. Everyone fled to his own sleeping-place. the animals settled down in the straw, and the whole farm was asleep in a moment.