NK - Fw: [gdh] Fw: pure punishment

Cody Chezem odin at okom.net
Fri Nov 27 05:39:22 PST 1998

I'm sorry but you must die :-)

-----Original Message-----
From: Angus <angus at okom.net>
To: northkeep at Ansteorra.ORG <northkeep at Ansteorra.ORG>
Date: Thursday, November 26, 1998 5:02 PM
Subject: NK - Fw: [gdh] Fw: pure punishment

>>J. Bethancourt                                 White Tree Productions
>>joeb at locksley.com                      http://www.locksley.com/
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>>-----Original Message-----
>>>> After Quasimodo's death, the bishop of the cathedral of Notre
>>>> Dame sent word through the streets of Paris that a new bellringer
>>>> 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 decided to call it a day when a lone, armless man
>>>> approached him and announced that he was there to apply for the
>>>> bellringers job.
>>>> The bishop was incredulous."But 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."
>>>> (but 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
>>>> (now there's a trivia question), the bishop continued his interviews
>>>> for the bellringer 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?"
>>>> (Wait for it...)
>>>> "I don't know his name," sighed the distraught bishop, "but he's a
>>>> dead ringer for his brother."

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