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Updated: June 7, 2025
"Who makes the law, you or I?" Walter Fürst had been standing among the crowd silent and anxious. Now he stepped forward and spoke boldly. "My lord," he said, "it has ever been a law among the Swiss that no one shall be imprisoned out of his own canton. If my son-in-law, William Tell, has done wrong, let him be tried and imprisoned here, in Uri, in Altorf.
Thus everything would be accomplished on the public square at Altorf, in full face of the enemy, which is subsequently accomplished from the secure ambush by the 'hollow way' near Kuessnacht.
Walter, the younger, was about six years old. William Tell loved his wife and his children very much, and they all lived happily together in a pretty little cottage at Bürglen. "Hedwig," said Tell one morning, some days after the meeting mentioned above, "I am going into Altorf to see your father." Hedwig looked troubled. "Do be careful, William," she said. "Must you really go?
To discover the leading offenders Gessler erects a pole in the square of Altorf, upon which he places his hat and commands the people to do homage to it. Tell refuses, and as a punishment is ordered to shoot an apple from his son's head.
Altorf is the capital of the canton of Uri, it contains many handsome houses, and here is the statue of William Tell, in the place where he was condemned to shoot the arrow at his son. The cattle in this Canton, as well as in Schweitz, are large and handsome. I was told that many of their favourite cows had silver bells fastened round their necks.
He was opposed on the lake of Klonthal by Molitor, who was, however, forced to retire by Auffenberg, who had joined Suwarow at Altorf and formed his advanced guard, Rosen, at the same time, beating off Massena with the rear-guard, taking five cannons and one thousand of his men prisoners.
Yet what could they do? He was too strong for them. Tell was roughly pushed into the boat, where he sat closely guarded on either side by soldiers. His bow and arrows, which had been taken from him, were thrown upon a bench beside the steersman. Gessler took his seat. The boat started, and was soon out on the blue water of the lake. As the people of Altorf watched Tell go, their hearts sank.
When he was about twenty-one years old he removed to Basle, and there he painted many pictures, though not nearly as many as have been called by his name. About a year after Holbein went to Basle he was called to Lucerne to decorate a house, and he executed other works there and at Altorf.
The fear that he might kill his boy took away all his skill and courage. A groan broke from the people as they watched. Then from far away under the lime-tree came Walter's voice, "Shoot, father, I am not afraid. You cannot miss." Once more Tell raised his bow. The silence seemed deeper than ever. The people of Altorf knew and loved Tell, and Fürst, and little Walter.
FIRST YAGER. He was little at first, though now so great For at Altorf, in student's gown he played By your leave, the part of a roaring blade, And rattled away at a queerish rate. His fag he had well nigh killed by a blow, And their Nur'mburg worships swore he should go To jail for his pains if he liked it or no. 'Twas a new-built nest to be christened by him Who first should be lodged.
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