The Loony Bin
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Thu, 23 Oct 1997 13:13:22 -0400 (EDT)
Hiya All...
Here's a tale of two bell ringers, and I'll warn you now - it's pretty
punny...
Wishes & Dreams...
- ANDREA
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------- Forwarded foolishness follows -------
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. 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
decided to call it a day when a lone, armless man approached him and
announced that he was there to apply for the bell ringers job. The
bishop was incredulous.
"You have no arms!"
"No matter," said the man, "observe!"
He then began striking the bells with his face, producing a beautiful
melody on the carillon. The bishop listened in astonishment, convinced
that he had finally found a suitable replacement for Quasimodo.
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 below. 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 sure
rings a bell."
{Stop groaning, there's more....}
The following day, despite the sadness that weighed heavily on his
heart due to the unfortunate death of the armless man 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 honor his life by allowing me to replace
him in this duty."
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 first bell, he
groaned, clutched at his chest 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?" the first breathlessly asked, "Who is this man?"
"I don't know his name," sighed the distraught bishop," but he's a
dead ringer for his brother."
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