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Bell Ringers

After Quasimodo's death, the bishop of the Cathedral of Notre Dame sent word
through the streets of Paris that a new bell ringer was needed. The bishop
decided that he would conduct the interviews personally and went up into the
belfry to begin the screening process.

After observing several applicants demonstrate their skills, he had decided to
call it a day. Just then, an armless man approached him and announced that he
was there to apply for the bell ringer's job. The bishop was
incredulous."You have no arms!"

"No matter", said the man. "Observe!"

And he began striking the bell with his face, producing a beautiful melody on
the carillon.

The bishop listened in astonishment convinced he had finally found a replacement
for Quasimodo. But suddenly, rushing forward to strike a bell, the armless man
tripped and plunged headlong out of the belfry window to his death in the street

The stunned bishop rushed to his side. When he reached the street, a crowd had
gathered around the fallen figure, drawn by the beautiful music they had heard
only moments before. As they silently parted to let the Bishop through, one of
them asked, "Bishop, who was this man?"

"I don't know his name," the bishop sadly replied, "But his face
rings a bell."

WAIT! WAIT! There's more . . . .

The following day, despite the sadness that weighed heavily on his heart due to
the unfortunate death of the armless bell ringer, the Bishop continued his
interviews for the bell ringer of Notre Dame.

The first man to approach him said, "Your Excellency, I am the brother of
the poor armless wretch that fell to his death from this very belfry yesterday.
I pray that you honour his life by allowing me to replace him in this

The bishop agreed to give the man an audition, and, as the armless man's brother
stooped to pick up a mallet to strike the bell, he groaned, clutched at his
chest, twirled around, and died on the spot. Two monks, hearing the bishop's
cries of grief at this second tragedy, rushed up the stairs to his side.

"What has happened? Who is this man?" the first monk asked

"I don't know his name", sighed the distraught bishop, "But . .

Wait for it . . . .

It's worth it . . . .

"He's a dead ringer for his brother".

(oldie but rather goodie)

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