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She stopped and spoke to Tell, and the story she told of Gessler's cruelty made Tell's heart burn with anger, and made him more sure than ever that the deed he meant to do was just and right. The day went on, and still Gessler did not come, and still Tell waited. At last he heard the distant tramp of feet and the sound of voices. Surely he had come at last.
GESSLER. Why do you cross me on the public road? Stand back, I say. ARMGART. My husband lies in prison; My wretched orphans cry for bread. Have pity, Pity, my lord, upon our sore distress! HARRAS. Who are you, woman; and who is your husband?
If you do otherwise you wrong our ancient freedom and rights." "Your freedom! your rights!" said Gessler roughly. "I tell you, you are here to obey the laws, not to teach me how I shall rule." Then turning his horse and calling out, "On, men, to the boat with him," he rode towards the lake, where, at a little place called Fliielen, his boat was waiting for him.
I had left a man of sixty, I came back to one of seventy-five, pinched and worn and tremulous, who genuinely, this time, did not at first know me. "Oh! Mr. Gessler," I said, sick at heart; "how splendid your boots are! See, I've been wearing this pair nearly all the time I've been abroad; and they're not half worn out, are they?"
FRIESSHARDT. I cannot. I must to the castle, And tell them that the governor's at hand. STUSSI. If honest men, now, had been in the ship, It had gone down with every soul on board: Some folks are proof 'gainst fire and water both. Where has the huntsman gone with whom I spoke? Enter GESSLER and RUDOLPH DER HARRAS on horseback.
They grow too proud. But I will break their pride. Let them prate of freedom, indeed. I will crush " The sentence was never finished. An arrow whizzed through the air, and with a groan Gessler fell, dead. Tell's second arrow had found its mark. Immediately everything was in confusion. Gessler's soldiers crowded round, trying to do something for their master. But it was useless. He was dead.
Yet stupid or bright, he had the reputation of being the best archer in the country, and Gessler, knowing this, determined on a singular punishment for his fault. Tell had beautiful children, whom he dearly loved. The governor sent for these, and asked him, "Which of your children do you love the best?" "My lord, they are all alike dear to me," answered Tell.
Their fencing Chasot is gone to Lubeck long since; will perhaps pay Friedrich a visit by and by: their fiery Gessler is gone much farther, and will never visit anybody more! Many were the reapers then, and they are mostly gone to rest.
That tenement had a certain quiet distinction; there was no sign upon its face that he made for any of the Royal Family merely his own German name of Gessler Brothers; and in the window a few pairs of boots.
"I told you so," he kept saying; "I knew father wouldn't hurt me. Father's the best shot in all Switzerland." "That was indeed a shot!" exclaimed Ulric the smith; "it will ring through the ages. While the mountains stand will the tale of Tell the bowman be told." Rudolph der Harras took the apple from Walter and showed it to Gessler, who had been sitting transfixed on his horse.
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