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This soul-kindling picture of old German manners, piety, and true heroism, might have merited, as a solemn celebration of Swiss freedom, five hundred years after its foundation, to have been exhibited, in view of Tell's chapel on the banks of the lake of Lucerne, in the open air, and with the Alps for a background.
Yet it is certainly a little surprising that the elder Swiss chroniclers, John of Winterthur, and Justinger of Bern, for instance, who were almost Tell's contemporaries, make no mention of him in relating the Revolution in the Waldstätte, and that it should be left to Tschudi and others, almost two hundred years afterwards, in the sixteenth century, to give his story that dramatic importance upon which Schiller has set the seal forever.
"Tarnashun!" shouted his brother "an' I hope he is still standin' on a burnin' deck in the other worl' don't mention that fool to me! to stay there an' git blowed up after the ship was afire an' his dad didn't sho' up." He spat on a mark: "Venture pee-wee under the bridge bam bam bam." "There was William Tell's son," ventured his brother again.
But the intellect is, so much oftener than by love, seen and felt to be sharpened by necessity and greed, that it is not surprising such a prejudice should exist. "Tak 'im roon' to the door." "Whaur got ye 'im?" "Ye wad best get 'im in at the window upo' the stair." "He'll be maist hungert." "Ye'll be some weet, I'm thinkin'!" "Come awa' up the stair, an' tell's a' aboot it."
"Give's another shake of your hand, MacLure; I'm proud to have met you; you are an honor to our profession. Mind the antiseptic dressings." It was market day, but only Jamie Soutar and Hillocks had ventured down. "Did ye hear yon, Hillocks? hoo dae ye feel? A'll no deny a'm lifted." Halfway to the Junction Hillocks had recovered, and began to grasp the situation. "Tell's what he said.
Basil Valentine called the new substance which he had discovered antimony, that is, opposed to monks. It might be good for hogs, but it was a form of monks' bane, as it were. Unfortunately for most of the good stories of history, modern criticism has nearly always failed to find any authentic basis for them, and they have had to go the way of the legends of Washington's hatchet and Tell's apple.
The scene of William Tell's exploits are laid here, and we are shown on the shore of the lake, Tell's Capelle, said to mark the spot where the apple-shooting patriot leaped ashore and escaped from the tyrant Gessler. I do not wonder at men, born and reared amid these mountains not submitting to the yoke of oppression.
It is true she was right in regard to the danger, but Tell's carelessness about it was so clearly the result of his high-minded freedom from suspicion that it seemed as though every heart should beat quicker at his nobleness. These girls have moral courage. I dare say some of them would die at the stake rather than tell a lie. But it would take a sharply defined test like that to rouse them.
At this Tell's bonds were cut and he was ordered by the Governor to take his place at the helm and guide the boat to shore, and Gessler added that if he brought it safely in it would serve to lessen the punishment that he planned to inflict upon him. Tell did as he was ordered and took the tiller. And by his skilful guidance the craft gradually drew near to shore.
"You know they are blue like the story-book princess, 'her eyes were as bright and as blue as the sky above the summer sea," quoted Anne, reluctantly letting him take her pet. "Blue they are. D'ye know, Anne, I think she'd make a capital William Tell's child. Don't believe she'd be afraid for me to shoot the apple off her head. Let's see."
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