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Bridgerule Bells

The frame declared unsafe, Bridgerule's bells fell silent; no longer heard over the hills. The loss was felt by all. Not to hear a bell for Sunday worship or at weddings, stills all joy; and for those who mourn no more peals half-muffled for their loss. Yet the Captain of the tower, thousands to raise through appeals, found full support from a goodwill fountain. The bells retuned rehung to peal once more above the village for people to hear a summons to worship our Saviour and Lord. Restored to resound for many a year we came for the eight bells dedication resounding for us in celebration.

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