Soon after the death of the armless ringer, when the bishop was still looking for a replacement for Quasimodo, a frail old man came dragging himself up the stairs to the belfry, and asked the bishop for the opportunity to apply for the job.  The bishop thought he was too old and frail, but the man told the bishop that he was the brother of the armless ringer, and that he'd really like a chance to apply for the job in honor of his dead brother.  The bishop agreed, and the frail old man began to ring the bells.  Clearly, he was as talented as his brother, and the bishop at last began to relax, thinking his problem was solved.  Suddenly, the old man gasped, grasped his chest, and fell to the floor of the belfry, dead of a sudden heart attack.   Hearing the thump, the bishop's assistant came running up the stairs, and cried out, "Oh no!  Again!  Bishop, who is this man?"   The bishop replied, "I don't know, but he's a dead ringer for his brother."        <G> -----Original Message----- From: Edna Wakeham <[email protected]> To: GenHumor <[email protected]> Sent: Wed, 8 Oct 2008 4:15 pm Subject: [GENHUMOR] Fw: BELL RINGER (olgie) AOL Email ew Bell Ringer After Quasimodo’s death, the bishop of the cathedral of Notre Dame sent word hrough the streets of Paris that a new bell ringer was needed. The bishop ecided that he would conduct the interviews personally and went up into th e elfry to begin the screening process. After observing while several applicants demonstrated their skills, he ecided to call it a day. Just then a lone, armless man approached him and nnounced 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!” He then began striking the bells with is face, producing a beautiful melody on the carillon. The bishop listened in astonishment, convinced that he had finally found a uitable replacement for Quasimodo. Suddenly, while rushing forward to trike a bell, the armless man tripped and plunged headlong out of the elfry window to his death in the street below. The stunned bishop immediately rushed down the stairways. When he reached he street, a crowd had gathered around the fallen figure, drawn by the eautiful music they had heard only moments before. As they silently parted o 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 bell.” New MapQuest Local shows what's happening at your destination. Dining, ovies, Events, News & more. Try it out! ------------------------------ o unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to [email protected] ith the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of he message