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            After Quasimodo's death, the Bishop -- of the Cathedral of Notre Dame --
sent  word, through the streets of Paris, a new Bell Ringer was needed... 

The Bishop decided he would personally conduct the interviews 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, when
an armless man approached him and announced, he was there to apply for the
Ringer's job.  The bishop was incredulous! "You have no arms!"
 
"No matter," said the man, "...observe!"  He, spun-around and began
striking the bells...with his face!  As horrible as it looked, he made a
beautiful melody!  The Bishop listened -- in astonishment -- convinced, he
had found a suitable replacement for Quasimodo.

Suddenly!...as he rushed forward to strike a bell, the armless man tripped
and plunged, out 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 parted...to let the Bishop through...one of them asked, "Bishop,
who  was this man?"  "I don't know his name," the Bishop replied, "...But,
his face rings a bell."

{WAIT! Not through yet}

The following day, despite the sadness, weighing 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.  The one, that fell to his death, from this very
belfry, yesterday. I pray, you honor his life by allowing me to replace him
in this duty."  The Bishop agreed to give the man an audition.
 
As the armless man's brother picked up a mallet -- to strike the first bell
-- he groaned...clutched at his chest...and died!

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 asked.
"Who is this man?"
 
"I don't know his name," sighed the distraught cleric, "But, he's a dead
ringer for his brother."
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