AIIIGH!
Okay, let me in on this...
Distraught over the deaths, the next day the bishop insisted that the huge bell tower be removed, the belfry stairs boarded up, and the bells melted down into much smaller handbells and even a miniature carillon. After the work was complete, and the first mass called by a score of ringers standing not at the top of a tower, but on solid earth below, a young priest sullenly asked the Bishop, "Father, I much preferred the huge peals of our grand tower. Do you really like the sounds of these pipsqueaks?"
The Bishop replied "Of course! I love my tiny Beltones!"
I bow to your Beltones! LOL!