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William Tell Told Again
William Tell Told Again
William Tell Told Again
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William Tell Told Again

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“William Tell Told Again” is a retelling of the William Tell legend in prose and verse, written by P. G. Wodehouse (Excerpt from Wikipedia)
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Release dateDec 27, 2015
ISBN9783956764448
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P. G. Wodehouse

P.G. Wodehouse (1881-1975) nació en Surrey. Tras trabajar un tiempo como periodista en Inglaterra, se trasladó a los Estados Unidos. Escribió numerosas obras de teatro y comedias musicales, y más de noventa novelas. Creador de personajes inolvidables -Jeeves, Bertie Wooster, su tía Agatha, Ukridge, Psmith, Lord Emsworth, los lechuguinos del Club de los Zánganos, y tantos otros, sus obras se reeditan continuamente, como corresponde a uno de los grandes humoristas del siglo.

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  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    This was a mildly amusing retelling of the William Tell legend. The original edition included color illustrations by Philip Dadd and verses by John W. Houghton. The reader should be careful in selecting an edition. The free Kindle version that I downloaded did not include the illustrations and the verses were all together at the end. Not all paper copies include the pictures either.
  • Rating: 1 out of 5 stars
    1/5
    Very disappointing and really rather fatuous. Not at all what I have come to expect from the Master.
  • Rating: 3 out of 5 stars
    3/5
    First released in 1904, this was P. G. Wodehouse’s fifth publication. His first four books are set in an all-boys’ school, whereas this is a complete departure, mixing historical fiction, humour, and child fiction. I almost avoided this tale with it being aimed at children, but after reading a few reviews by adults I thought I’d give it a go. It’s not bad and makes a change whilst featuring elements of what would become Mr Wodehouse’s unique writing style.
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    Endeariŋ, humorous retelliŋ of the legend
  • Rating: 3 out of 5 stars
    3/5
    By 1904, the young P.G. Wodehouse was doing relatively well as a journalist and as an author of public-school stories for boys' magazines, but he was still far from established and was happy to take on anything that promised to pay well. His sole children's book, William Tell told again, clearly falls into this category. It was a kind of Pickwick Papers project: the publisher had already commissioned the illustrations from Kate Greenaway's nephew, Philip Dadd, some years before, but they needed a text go with them, and they obviously wanted to get the book out quickly to benefit from interest in the subject due to the centenary of the Schiller play. Wodehouse obliged with a short, flippant retelling of the story cribbed directly from Schiller (presumably a translation, as he didn't speak German). The only entirely original part is the opening, where he condenses everything that takes up Schiller's Acts I and II into a scene where a delegation of concerned citizens visit Gessler to ask him to reduce their tax burden: he sends them packing with a comically trivial bit of torture. We might have our doubts about whether comic torture belongs in a children's book, but then again, the whole story is "don't try this at home" territory. At least two of Wodehouse's later adult books have scenes where small boys get into trouble for attempting to re-enact Tell's apple shot (in one case the Empress is asked to play the part of Tell jr.).Where Wodehouse really enjoys himself is the scene with the two men-at-arms, which is turned into something like a London crowd jostling a couple of nervous policemen, with some of Schiller's best lines re-used in clever ways. He doesn't bother with the hollow way scene, but borrows Rossini's ending instead, having Tell shoot Gessler in the boat, directly after his leap ashore. As the pictures were done first, it's not always clear who was responsible for the line the narrative takes, of course: Dadd probably had more to do with it than Wodehouse.Most Wodehouse biographers are rather snooty about this book, if they mention it at all (David Jasen: "If nothing else the book must have been a sore disappointment to boys who bought it in expectation of another familiar school story."). That's probably a bit unfair, and might be largely because it was very difficult to get hold of before it was digitised by Project Gutenberg. It's not great literature, but it's no worse than all the other things Wodehouse was doing to earn money at the time, and it's conscientiously executed with quite a few good jokes.
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    This was a mildly amusing retelling of the William Tell legend. The original edition included color illustrations by Philip Dadd and verses by John W. Houghton. The reader should be careful in selecting an edition. The free Kindle version that I downloaded did not include the illustrations and the verses were all together at the end. Not all paper copies include the pictures either.

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William Tell Told Again - P. G. Wodehouse

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CHAPTER I

Once upon a time, more years ago than anybody can remember, before the first hotel had been built or the first Englishman had taken a photograph of Mont Blanc and brought it home to be pasted in an album and shown after tea to his envious friends, Switzerland belonged to the Emperor of Austria, to do what he liked with.

One of the first things the Emperor did was to send his friend Hermann Gessler to govern the country. Gessler was not a nice man, and it soon became plain that he would never make himself really popular with the Swiss. The point on which they disagreed in particular was the question of taxes. The Swiss, who were a simple and thrifty people, objected to paying taxes of any sort. They said they wanted to spend their money on all kinds of other things. Gessler, on the other hand, wished to put a tax on everything, and, being Governor, he did it. He made everyone who owned a flock of sheep pay a certain sum of money to him; and if the farmer sold his sheep and bought cows, he had to pay rather more money to Gessler for the cows than he had paid for the sheep. Gessler also taxed bread, and biscuits, and jam, and buns, and lemonade, and, in fact, everything he could think of, till the people of Switzerland determined to complain. They appointed Walter Fürst, who had red hair and looked fierce; Werner Stauffacher, who had gray hair and was always wondering how he ought to pronounce his name; and Arnold of Melchthal, who had light-yellow hair and was supposed to know a great deal about the law, to make the complaint. They called on the Governor one lovely morning in April, and were shown into the Hall of Audience.

Well, said Gessler, and what's the matter now?

The other two pushed Walter Fürst forward because he looked fierce, and they thought he might frighten the Governor.

Walter Fürst coughed.

Well? asked Gessler.

Er—ahem! said Walter Fürst.

That's the way, whispered Werner; "give it him!"

Er—ahem! said Walter Fürst again; the fact is, your Governorship—

It's a small point, interrupted Gessler, but I'm generally called 'your Excellency.' Yes?

The fact is, your Excellency, it seems to the people of Switzerland—

—Whom I represent, whispered Arnold of Melchthal.

—Whom I represent, that things want changing.

What things? inquired Gessler.

The taxes, your excellent Governorship.

Change the taxes? Why, don't the people of Switzerland think there are enough taxes?

Arnold of Melchthal broke in hastily.

They think there are many too many, he said. What with the tax on sheep, and the tax on cows, and the tax on bread, and the tax on tea, and the tax—

"I know, I know, Gessler interrupted; I know all the taxes.

Come to the point. What about 'em?"

Well, your Excellency, there are too many of them.

Too many!

Yes. And we are not going to put up with it any longer! shouted

Arnold of Melchthal.

Gessler leaned forward in his throne.

Might I ask you to repeat that remark? he said.

We are not going to put up with it any longer!

Gessler sat back again with an ugly smile.

Oh, he said—oh, indeed! You aren't, aren't you! Desire the Lord High Executioner to step this way, he added to a soldier who stood beside him.

The Lord High Executioner entered the presence. He was a kind-looking old gentleman with white hair, and he wore a beautiful black robe, tastefully decorated with death's-heads.

Your Excellency sent for me? he said.

Just so, replied Gessler. This gentleman here—he pointed to Arnold of Melchthal—says he does not like taxes, and that he isn't going to put up with them any longer.

Tut-tut! murmured the executioner.

See what you can do for him.

Certainly, your Excellency. Robert, he cried, is the oil on the boil?

Just this minute boiled over, replied a voice from the other side of the door.

Then bring it in, and mind you don't spill any.

Enter Robert, in a suit of armour and a black mask, carrying a large caldron, from which the steam rose in great clouds.

Now, sir, if you please, said the executioner politely to Arnold of

Melchthal.

Arnold looked at the caldron.

Why, it's hot, he said.

Warmish, admitted

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