
American Weekly 33xxxx Christmas Eve Ghost
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Narrator
Presenting the Christmas Eve Ghost, another in the series of radio plays based on stories featured in the American weekly, the magazine which is distributed with all Hearst's Sunday newspapers from coast to coast. The Christmas Eve Ghost was produced in the New York studios of the General Broadcasting Company. Men of the sea are superstitious, even more so than landsmen. The sky, the swell of the ocean surface, birds wheeling and screaming around a ship. All these apparently innocent details have certain ominous interpretations for your sailor man. So it's not surprising that there should be wild tales of haunted ships and shipwrecks which lie fathoms deep or beached on the sandy shores off the New England coast. In the middle of the last century. No sturdier, smarter five master schooner ever sailed the seas than the Ruth I.
Mr. Willibrand
Brown.
Narrator
Her skipper, a huge, brawny seaman named Cobb, as good a captain as ever ordered a four tack heaved down, had one outstanding characteristic. He was deeply religious. Too religious to suit his men. He always cared a parson on board ship to hold services. One blustery Christmas Eve, the skipper was sitting in his cabin reading aloud to himself.
Captain Cobb
And there were in the same country shepherds abiding in the fields, keeping watch over their flock by night. And lo, the angel of the Lord came upon them. And the glory of the Lord shone round about them. And they were sore afraid. Come in.
Mr. Willibrand
If you please, Captain.
Captain Cobb
Come in, Mr. Willibrand. Come in. I was just reading a bit of the Scriptures.
Mr. Willibrand
Aye, aye, Captain. But if you.
Captain Cobb
Sit down, maiden, listen.
Mr. Willibrand
But, Captain.
Parson
Sit down.
Captain Cobb
I am reading from the second chapter of Luke, where the angel appeared to the shepherds. And the angel said unto them, fear not. For behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people. For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour. And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host, praising God and saying, glory to God in the highest. And on earth peace, goodwill toward men. That's what the Good Book says, meet. And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host. You know what that means?
Mr. Willibrand
No, sir.
Captain Cobb
Well, that means there was a flock of Spirits appeared. You believe in spirits, don't you?
Mr. Willibrand
The bottle kind? I does, Captain.
Captain Cobb
Damn it, mate, don't be profane. I mean ghosts.
Mr. Willibrand
My mistake, captain.
Captain Cobb
You hear tell of ghosts appearing, haven't you?
Mr. Willibrand
Aye, captain. I've heard tell of them.
Captain Cobb
Never seen him.
Mr. Willibrand
Never.
Captain Cobb
Neither have I. But the Good Book tells us they do appear. I wonder if a parson have ever seen them.
Mr. Willibrand
Me?
Captain Cobb
Just run and give the parson my compliments. Nasten to be good enough to step here a minute.
Mr. Willibrand
Well, if you please, captain. I was sent here with a parson's compliment and to ask if you'd be so good as to step to his cabin.
Captain Cobb
What for?
Mr. Willibrand
The parson's in a bad way, sir. Sick shot, sir. Shot? Wind at your feet? If you please, sir. Last night while he was ashore. Come tip the oysterman. Let him have one. While he was holding the services in the back room of the jolly car.
Captain Cobb
Why didn't somebody tell me?
Mr. Willibrand
Well, the parson would here tell of it, captain.
Parson
Didn't want to upset you.
Mr. Willibrand
Some of the men got him aboard and into his bunk.
Captain Cobb
But he's in a bad way, you see.
Mr. Willibrand
Aye, sir. Took a turn for the worse. Just a fell back.
Captain Cobb
Well, why didn't you tell me when.
Parson
You first came in?
Mr. Willibrand
I tried to, captain, but.
Captain Cobb
Don't stand there spouting like a humpback whale.
Parson
Get me my jacket off. You on the hook.
Mr. Willibrand
Aye, aye, sir.
Captain Cobb
Parsons in a bad way. He, poor devil, having only one eye and a peg leg, was dead enough without getting shot.
Mr. Willibrand
Your jacket all right.
Captain Cobb
Come along, Mr. Willoughby, and we'll have.
Parson
A look at the parson. Captain.
Captain Cobb
Yes, Parson.
Parson
Oh, thank you, sir, for coming.
Captain Cobb
Oh, that's all right, parson. That's. No, no, no, no. Don't you try to get up now. Lie back and rest.
Parson
Thank you.
Captain Cobb
I. I'm pretty weak, mate. Captain, turn the lantern to the way. A little light's right in his face.
Mr. Willibrand
Hi, sir.
Captain Cobb
Not better, parson?
Parson
Much, thank you, Captain.
Mr. Willibrand
Sorry.
Parson
Sorry to be so much trouble.
Captain Cobb
No trouble, man. No trouble at all.
Parson
But it won't be for long.
Captain Cobb
Why, of course not. While you'll be up and above deck in short order.
Parson
Pardon me for contradicting, Captain, but I'll never pace a deck again.
Captain Cobb
Being six made you a morbid parson. Now stop thinking that way.
Parson
My time's come, captain. I know that. Soon the bullet hit me. Funny, ain't it? Word how we never know how the end will come. I always hope to die in my home port. But it's to be at sea.
Captain Cobb
Oh, stop talking like that, man. It.
Parson
It's true, Captain. I'm dying. My race is run f. Do you hear that?
Captain Cobb
Hear what?
Parson
Music. Heavenly music.
Captain Cobb
Where?
Parson
Here in this cabin.
Captain Cobb
Do you hear it, Mr. Willibrand?
Mr. Willibrand
No.
Captain Cobb
Are you sure you heard music, parson? I heard it.
Parson
I hear it still. Listen. Can't you hear it too?
Captain Cobb
Would you like me to read a bit of scripture, parson?
Parson
They're coming to take me home. God sent his angels for me. Single, Captain.
Captain Cobb
Now you lie back and rest, parson.
Parson
Captain, you don't believe me. You think I'm delirious. I'm not. I see the angels and hear their music.
Captain Cobb
Yes, parson, yes. If you say you do, you do.
Parson
The Good Book says God sends his angels, doesn't it?
Captain Cobb
Yes, parson, it does. Now, what did I tell you, Mr. Williebrand? I was just sending Mr. Williband here for you, parson, when he come. For me? I just been reading about that in the Good Book.
Parson
It's true. It's gospel. The spirit does return. I know that I shall return too.
Captain Cobb
Yes, I die strong in the face that I'll be allowed to return.
Parson
And then I shall not only preach to men's souls, but I shall heal their bodies.
Mr. Willibrand
Flatter gets dimmer, Captain. Will I fetch some more oil?
Captain Cobb
Don't bother, mate.
Parson
My lantern of life is growing weaker too. Captain.
Captain Cobb
What is it, Parsons?
Parson
I always preach the truth, ain't I?
Captain Cobb
That you have.
Parson
You believe what I told you, don't you?
Mr. Willibrand
I.
Captain Cobb
But come now, lie back. Now, don't lean on your elbow like that.
Parson
I must. I must make you believe what I'm about to say. I know that I shall return the same night, this very hour to preach to men and heal their bodies. Remember this, Captain. I shall come back to preach and heal their bodies. I.
Narrator
A week later, the Ruth I. Brown caught fire from a galley stove while everybody was ashore and she burned to the water's edge. The whole town was interested in a dying prediction of the saintly old parson. Some believed it would come true, others scoffed at it. But everyone impatiently waited for the next Christmas Eve the first anniversary of the parson's death. One of the most ardent believers in the prophecy was little Davy, the crippled son of Captain Cobb. He constantly talked of the parson's return and hoped that he might be relieved of his crutches. Although he never expressed his opinion of the whole matter. Captain Cobb took his little son down to the wreck of the Ruthie Brown. On the appointed night.
Davy
He said he'd Come back, didn't he, Father?
Captain Cobb
Ay, son.
Parson
Did he say what time the hour of his death?
Captain Cobb
He said, Davy, and that was a deep bell.
Davy
And he will come, won't he?
Captain Cobb
He said so, Davy.
Davy
I think he will. Do you think we'll be able to see him?
Captain Cobb
I don't know. Maybe.
Davy
Where was the cabin he died in, Father?
Captain Cobb
Ah, see the broken charred wheel there?
Davy
Yes.
Captain Cobb
His cabin was just after that.
Davy
I'm going up there. Maybe he'll come back for sure if I do.
Mr. Willibrand
Evening, Captain Cobb.
Captain Cobb
Evening, Mr. Willebrand.
Mr. Willibrand
Tonight's the night, ain't it?
Captain Cobb
Tonight's the night.
Mr. Willibrand
Folks are starting to gather. I see. All right. You believe the parson will come back, don't you?
Captain Cobb
He said he would.
Mr. Willibrand
Yeah, he said lots of things the parson did. But I won't believe him.
Captain Cobb
Well, then what are you here for?
Parson
Just a few.
Mr. Willibrand
See all the folks get fooled.
Captain Cobb
Come to scoff, huh?
Mr. Willibrand
I wouldn't say that. Just come to look on a spell.
Parson
Mind.
Mr. Willibrand
The night he died, Captain, how you've.
Narrator
Been reading about the spirits coming down.
Mr. Willibrand
From heaven and how he heard them coming after him.
Narrator
And all that eerie music.
Mr. Willibrand
He was raving about me.
Narrator
And you never heard a note of it, did we?
Captain Cobb
No, me, we didn't.
Mr. Willibrand
He was the only one aboard who heard or saw anything. Well then, Captain, how will we ever know if he comes back?
Captain Cobb
I wish I knew, mate. I wish I knew.
Mr. Willibrand
Eight bells, Captain.
Captain Cobb
Eight bells, mate.
Mr. Willibrand
Here comes the folks. They expect miracles in something.
Captain Cobb
The parson said he'd come back. Said he'd come back to preach and heal this very hour, mate.
Mr. Willibrand
But do you think he'll come back, Captain?
Captain Cobb
The parson was a very honest man, mate.
Parson
Captain. Mr. Willowbrand.
Mr. Willibrand
Oh, he meant well enough, Captain. But this coming back.
Parson
Now here I am, just as I said, Captain. Mr. Willibrand, listen to me.
Captain Cobb
Was so certain he'd return.
Parson
Yes, Captain. I promised to return and here I am.
Mr. Willibrand
They say diamond have peculiar visions, Captain.
Captain Cobb
Aye, Mr. Willibrin.
Parson
Don't you hear me? I'm back with you. I've got so much to carry ya.
Mr. Willibrand
That's why I hope I go sudden like when it comes my turn.
Parson
Don't fear death, Mr. Willowbrand. Death is peace. Death is beautiful. Oh, if you could only hear me.
Captain Cobb
Arson died easy.
Parson
Yes, Captain. I've died easy.
Mr. Willibrand
He ain't having an easy time getting back though.
Captain Cobb
I wonder if he will come tonight.
Parson
I'm here, Captain.
Davy
I'm here.
Parson
Can't you see me? I can see you. Don't you hear the music.
Captain Cobb
Wind's getting round to the north.
Mr. Willibrand
Be a cold night tonight, Captain. Might blow up a storm. 4 Morning.
Parson
I haven't much longer to stay with you, Captain. I promised you I'd be back. I want you to know I've kept my promise. Oh, there's only one way left now to make you but movie.
Mr. Willibrand
Well, I guess the parson fails you, Captain. Might as well get back to where it's warm.
Captain Cobb
I guess you're right, mate. I guess you're right. Where's Davey? Left me here just a few minutes ago. We went AF for the wheeler.
Mr. Willibrand
Oh, somebody's coming along the deck now. Is that him?
Captain Cobb
Must be nobody else up there.
Mr. Willibrand
Can't be Captain David's be on his crutches.
Parson
He is Davy. And he ain't got his crutches.
Mr. Willibrand
Captain.
Narrator
You mean.
Parson
I don't know what I mean.
Davy
Father. Father.
Parson
Davey, be careful. Where's your crutches, son?
Davy
Saw him father. I saw the crutches.
Captain Cobb
The child imagines things too easily.
Parson
I shouldn't have brought him. Careful, Davy. I'll come get you son.
Davy
You don't have to, father. See, I'll never need my crutches again. I can walk.
Narrator
Well, I'll be.
Parson
Davy. Davey.
Davy
My boy.
Narrator
Did the old part and keep his promise and reappear. Full details of the story of the strange old character as well as many other supernatural visitations will be found under the title the Haunted Shipwreck off the coast of Maine in next Sunday's issue of the American Weekly. The magazine which is distributed with all Hearst Sunday newspapers from coast to coast. Now on behalf of the American Weekly and all members of the Hearst organization, I wish to extend to you and your family our very best wishes for a very merry Christmas. This is Wentworth announcing full details of the other stories appearing in next Sunday's issue of the American Weekly magazine will now be given to you by your own announcer.
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Date: November 30, 2025
Host: Harold's Old Time Radio
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A dramatization of "The Christmas Eve Ghost," a supernatural tale originally published in American Weekly, exploring themes of faith, promise, and miracles aboard a haunted ship on Christmas Eve.
This episode features a classic radio play based on the short story “The Christmas Eve Ghost,” a blend of maritime superstition, ghostly prophecy, and holiday hope from the mid-19th-century New England coast. The drama centers on the pious Captain Cobb, his crippled son Davy, the dying ship’s parson, and the fulfillment of a miraculous Christmas prophecy. The story unfolds in the shadow of shipwreck, loss, and the supernatural, culminating in a moving Christmas revelation.
As eight bells sound (midnight), a ghostly voice is heard by the audience, though not by the characters — the parson has kept his promise:
Davy appears, astonishingly without his crutches:
The radio play is imbued with atmospheric, old-timey maritime dialogue, alternating between gruff sailor banter and earnest spiritual yearning. The tone is earnest and somber, blending skepticism and faith in a heartfelt Christmas narrative.
This episode of "Harold's Old Time Radio" delivers a moving ghost story layered with faith, skepticism, and community. Through the haunting return of a saintly parson, the miraculous healing of Captain Cobb’s son, and ambiguous supernatural events, listeners are transported to the mystic, creaking decks of a 19th-century schooner on Christmas Eve. The episode invites listeners to wonder: was it faith, a holiday miracle, or something more that walked the deck of the Ruth I. Brown that night?