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New Bell Ringer
Following the death of Quasimodo. the Bishop of the Cathedral Church of
Notre Dame sent word throughout the streets of Paris that a new
bellringer would need to be appointed. The Bishop decided that he would
himself conduct the interviews, and went up into the belfry to
interview the candidates. After observing several applicants
demonstrate their skills, he decided to call it a day, when an armless
man approached him announcing that he was there to apply for the post..
The Bishop, incredulous declared, " My Son, you have no arms!" " No
matter" replied the man. He then proceeded to strike the bells with his
face, producing the most beautiful melody on the carillon. The Bishop
was astonished, believing he had indeed found a suitable replacement
for Quasimodo. But in rushing forward to strike a bell, the armless man
tripped, and plunged headlong out of the belfry to his death in the
street below. The Bishop, stunned rushed to his side. When he reached
the street, a crowd had gathered around the fallen figure, drawn by the
beauty of the music they had heard, but a moment before. As they parted
in silence to allow the Bishop through, one of the number asked "
Bishop, who was this man?"
..wait for it...
wait for it.....
.." I don't know his name" replied the Bishop sadly, " But his face rings a bell."
WAIT, WAIT! not through yet!
The following day, despite the sadness that weighed heavily on his
heart following the death of the armless camponologist, the Bishop
continued his interviews for a bell ringer for Notre Dame. The first
man to approach addressed him, "Your Grace, I am the brother of the
poor armless wretch who fell to his death from this belfry yesterday. I
pray that you will allow me to replace him." The Bishop agreed to an
audition, but as the man reached to strike the first bell, he groaned,
clutched at his chest, collapsed, and died on the spot. Two monks,
hearing the cries of grief from the Bishop at the tragedy, rushed up
the stairs...... "What as happened? Who is this man?" they cried. " I
don't know his name" exclaimed the distraught Bishop,.........
wait for it.......
wait for it
wait for it
........." I don't know his name............but he's a dead ringer for his brother."
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