1 But no animal escapes the cruel knife in the end.
2 He announced that from now on the Sunday-morning Meetings would come to an end.
3 Almost before Major had reached the end, they had begun singing it for themselves.
4 In the end, it was named the Battle of the Cowshed, since that was where the ambush had been sprung.
5 In the end they finished the harvest in two days' less time than it had usually taken Jones and his men.
6 In the end, however, she was found hiding in her stall with her head buried among the hay in the manger.
7 Nevertheless, towards the end of January it became obvious that it would be necessary to procure some more grain from somewhere.
8 At the foot of the end wall of the big barn, where the Seven Commandments were written, there lay a ladder broken in two pieces.
9 She would vanish for hours on end, and then reappear at meal-times, or in the evening after work was over, as though nothing had happened.
10 Napoleon approved of this poem and caused it to be inscribed on the wall of the big barn, at the opposite end from the Seven Commandments.
11 At one end of the big barn, on a sort of raised platform, Major was already ensconced on his bed of straw, under a lantern which hung from a beam.
12 He set his ears back, shook his forelock several times, and tried hard to marshal his thoughts; but in the end he could not think of anything to say.
13 Then they sang 'Beasts of England' from end to end seven times running, and after that they settled down for the night and slept as they had never slept before.
14 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.
15 The harness-room at the end of the stables was broken open; the bits, the nose-rings, the dog-chains, the cruel knives with which Mr. Jones had been used to castrate the pigs and lambs, were all flung down the well.
16 Frightened though they were, some of the animals might possibly have protested, but at this moment the sheep set up their usual bleating of "Four legs good, two legs bad," which went on for several minutes and put an end to the discussion.
17 We are born, we are given just so much food as will keep the breath in our bodies, and those of us who are capable of it are forced to work to the last atom of our strength; and the very instant that our usefulness has come to an end we are slaughtered with hideous cruelty.
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