As soon as the light in the bedroom went out there was astirring and a fluttering all through the farm buildings. Wordhad gone round during the day that old Major, the prize MiddleWhite boar, had had a strange dream on the previous night andwished to communicate it to the other animals.It had beenag……

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Mr. Jones, of the Manor Farm, had locked the hen-houses forthenight, but was too drunk to remember to shut thepopholes.With the ring of light from his lantern dancing fromside to side, he lurched across the yard, kicked off his boots atthe back door, drew himself a last glass of beer from the barrel……

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