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  • 05-12-2000 3:40pm
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    > 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 announcedthat 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 bells 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
    > 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 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
    > > campanologist,
    > > >>>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 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, 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 breathlessly. "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.


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