Well, the priest needed another bell-ringer, and, again, no one in town
wanted the job. So when another armless out-of-towner applied, the
priest hired him immediately.
Sure enough, the man comes to work a week later with a hangover, misses
the bell, and goes out the window and onto the cobblestones--SPLAT!! The
townspeople remembered the other sad incident, and when the priest came,
they asked if the mangled armless corpse was the same man as the last
one. "No," replied the priest, "but he's a dead ringer!"