Somebody Always Holds the Bell Clapper!

YOU will recall Rosa Hartwick Thorpe's poem concerning the English prisoner who was doomed to die when curfew rang that night. Crying, "Curfew must not ring tonight" his sweetheart climbed to the church belfry and clung to the huge bell clapper while the deaf, old sexton below thought he was ringing the death knell. Bruised, beaten and dazed, she succeeded in keeping curfew from ringing that night and the next day Cromwell arrived to liberate her lover.