
Unsolved Mysteries 36-xx-xx (xx) Mystery Of The Marie Celeste
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Unsolved Mysteries Truth is stranger than fiction. The story which you are about to hear is a true narrative based upon actual recorded facts. Yet the exact solution has baffled authorities the world over. And the case remains, even today, as one of the unsolved mysteries of the high seas. Tonight we hear a true sea mystery. The story of the American brigantine, the Marie Celeste, a vessel of 500 tons burthen carrying a crew of 13. The scene is the broad sweep of the North Atlantic. It is the morning of December 5th. Officers and crew of the British ship De Gracia are about their duties. Mist rising from the water assumes weird and grotesque forms in the pale, uncertain sunlight. The captain and the first mate are on the bridge, unmindful of the tragedy they're about to discover all unmindful that veiled in the morning mists bearing down on them is that which every sailor fears. A ship of death. A ghost ship.
Mary, Mr. Anderson, Chips, Captain Boyce, Mr. Adams, Captain Briggs, Skipper, Sam, Mr. Emerson
All hands on deck.
Narrator
Bring a starboard bow har to port. Harbor to port. Hard a port it is, sir. By Jove, Mr. Adams, did you see that? I don't understand it, sir. She fell away in the wind, sir. As though she were the wind. Aye, sir. She acts like a ghost ship. Ship without a crew. Yet she's ship shape and trim enough and looks. Run up a danger hoist and we'll see if she'll answer. Aye, aye, sir. Run up a danger hoist. Aye, aye, sir. Made it so, sir. No answer from the American Sir, I've been watching it through the glass. There isn't a living soul on deck. I don't like that. Hunt, Give orders to stand by the board. I'm going to board her. Aye, aye, sir.
Mary, Mr. Anderson, Chips, Captain Boyce, Mr. Adams, Captain Briggs, Skipper, Sam, Mr. Emerson
Stand by. All hands to board.
Narrator
Aye, aye, sir. Stand by the boat. Bring her about. Mr. Quartermaster, bring her about. Aye, aye, sir. All our boats seem to be in place. She can't be abandoned. Hell, we'll soon find out. We're well in. Lower away aboard on this T side. Come on, Mr. Adams. We'll go aboard right with you, sir. All right.
Mary, Mr. Anderson, Chips, Captain Boyce, Mr. Adams, Captain Briggs, Skipper, Sam, Mr. Emerson
Lower away.
Narrator
She doesn't look as if she'd been through any heavy seas. No, I was looking at her name. The Marie Celeste. I seem to remember seeing her in New York. I was thinking the same thing, sir. Here, pass me that boat hook. I'll fend off. There's a trailing rope amidships. We can board easily. Up you go, sir. I've got her. Take a hitch for that rope. She's fast, sir. Can you see anything? No. Ship shape on the deck. Here, I'll give you a hand. Better be careful, sir. It could be plague. No, Mr. Adams. If it were plague, there would be bodies on deck, not below. Together, Captain Boyce and his first mate make their way below decks. Not a thing stirs. Not a sound save the creak of timbers and the slap, slap of water against the hull. Almost on tiptoe, silently, as if in the very presence of an unseen death. The two men search the hold from keel to bridge, from stem to stern. Nothing. Nothing but an empty eeriness. A ship trim as if she'd been rigged an hour before. But a ghost ship. A ship without crew or living thing aboard. All the superstition of the seas is in the minds of the captain and the mate as they climb through the hatch, onto the deck and down the alleyway to the ship's galley. Good Lord, look there. They even left the crew's meal on the galley stove half cooked. Something terrible must have happened, caused them to leave the ship in such a hurry. Yeah, but we don't know that they left their own free will. No boats, Miss Em. Not anything. Used to make a raft. How could they leave except by. Except by exactly, sir. Except by what? I tell you, sir, I don't like it.
Mary, Mr. Anderson, Chips, Captain Boyce, Mr. Adams, Captain Briggs, Skipper, Sam, Mr. Emerson
It's uncanny.
Narrator
It isn't real.
Mary, Mr. Anderson, Chips, Captain Boyce, Mr. Adams, Captain Briggs, Skipper, Sam, Mr. Emerson
It can't be. Yet it is.
Narrator
Come on, let's hurry. Look into the chart room and get off this ship as fast as we can. Chart room door is closed, but it's not Locked. Breakfast here too. And a baby's high chair at the table. And the captain's chronometer still running.
Mary, Mr. Anderson, Chips, Captain Boyce, Mr. Adams, Captain Briggs, Skipper, Sam, Mr. Emerson
It's ghastly, sir. This silence.
Narrator
This trim rigged ship in perfect condition without a soul. No signs of anything. Let's get off. Sir, I. Well, I'm not easily frightened, but dash it all, sir, here's something that isn't human, if you know what I mean. Well, I don't want her, but we must take her in tow. You got a note of everything we can enter into our logbook. Boat's all in place. Captain's chronometer still running. Two watches lying on the skipper's table. Breakfast with the crew ready in the galley. Plate of porridge half eaten on the saloon table. No preparations made to abandon everything. Trim and ship shape, and not a soul aboard, dead or alive. Right. Well, come along, Adams. We'll get back aboard our own ship and we'll both feel better. 62 years have passed and the mystery of the Marie Celeste remains a mystery. The United States authorities notified the consuls in various countries to keep a sharp lookout for survivors. But to this day, nothing has been seen or heard of. Captain, crew, the captain's wife or baby. In the annals of the sea, it is one of the great unsolved mysteries. Yet there is one explanation. It is based on the knowledge that Captain Briggs of the Marie Celeste was ill, ill mentally. And his temporary mental aberration took the form of swimming around his ship with all his clothes on. It is the morning of November 24, the morning of the last entry in the Marie Celeste's log book. The captain is in the chart room and his wife, Mary, is on the bridge talking to the first officer.
Mary, Mr. Anderson, Chips, Captain Boyce, Mr. Adams, Captain Briggs, Skipper, Sam, Mr. Emerson
Oh, Mr. Anderson, I'm afraid the captain is going to have one of his spells again.
Narrator
Do you? What makes you think so?
Mary, Mr. Anderson, Chips, Captain Boyce, Mr. Adams, Captain Briggs, Skipper, Sam, Mr. Emerson
He's been muttering to himself all morning about taking a swim around the ship.
Narrator
With all his clothes on. I suppose.
Mary, Mr. Anderson, Chips, Captain Boyce, Mr. Adams, Captain Briggs, Skipper, Sam, Mr. Emerson
Yes. I. I want you to promise me something.
Narrator
Yes?
Mary, Mr. Anderson, Chips, Captain Boyce, Mr. Adams, Captain Briggs, Skipper, Sam, Mr. Emerson
If he insists on swimming around the ship, will you go with him?
Narrator
If you want me to, I will. Oh, Mary.
Mary, Mr. Anderson, Chips, Captain Boyce, Mr. Adams, Captain Briggs, Skipper, Sam, Mr. Emerson
Mary.
Narrator
Mary, where are you?
Mary, Mr. Anderson, Chips, Captain Boyce, Mr. Adams, Captain Briggs, Skipper, Sam, Mr. Emerson
Here on the bridge. I'm going for a swim. Oh, it's a beautiful day. Calm as a mill pond. And I feel the need of it.
Narrator
Tell you what, sir. Let's make a contest out of it.
Mary, Mr. Anderson, Chips, Captain Boyce, Mr. Adams, Captain Briggs, Skipper, Sam, Mr. Emerson
What are you talking about, Anderson?
Narrator
Oh, I could do with a swim myself.
Mary, Mr. Anderson, Chips, Captain Boyce, Mr. Adams, Captain Briggs, Skipper, Sam, Mr. Emerson
And.
Narrator
And I thought, let's have a race, you and me. We'll dive off amidships and swim once around.
Mary, Mr. Anderson, Chips, Captain Boyce, Mr. Adams, Captain Briggs, Skipper, Sam, Mr. Emerson
Yes, that's a good idea, Mr. Anderson. A competition. But I'm going to swim with all my clothes on. Got to keep in practice, you know. Get shipwrecked someday and have to swim fully dressed. Can't do it unless you practice.
Narrator
Yes, of course. I'm game, though.
Mary, Mr. Anderson, Chips, Captain Boyce, Mr. Adams, Captain Briggs, Skipper, Sam, Mr. Emerson
Oh, I. I wish you were. No, no, no, Mary, you leave that to me.
Narrator
Oh, by the way, Chips has made a sort of a crib for the baby. He called it the baby's quarter deck. Rigged it up after so you wouldn't be worrying about the baby crawling under the rail and falling overboard.
Mary, Mr. Anderson, Chips, Captain Boyce, Mr. Adams, Captain Briggs, Skipper, Sam, Mr. Emerson
Oh, that was nice of Chips. I'll go below and thank you. Don't be long or you'll miss the race. I won't. I'll be back on deck in a moment.
Narrator
Chips took Baby aft a few minutes ago. He's playing with him in the crib.
Mary, Mr. Anderson, Chips, Captain Boyce, Mr. Adams, Captain Briggs, Skipper, Sam, Mr. Emerson
Come on, then. We'd better leave our watches in the chart room. And that reminds me, I must wind my chronometer.
Narrator
Oh, here, Skipper, take my watch with you, too. I'll go aft and see how Chips is getting along with the baby.
Mary, Mr. Anderson, Chips, Captain Boyce, Mr. Adams, Captain Briggs, Skipper, Sam, Mr. Emerson
All right, Anderson. Be ready for that swim when I come back.
Narrator
Don't worry, sir. I'll be waiting.
Mary, Mr. Anderson, Chips, Captain Boyce, Mr. Adams, Captain Briggs, Skipper, Sam, Mr. Emerson
He's still determined.
Narrator
Why, I thought you went below.
Mary, Mr. Anderson, Chips, Captain Boyce, Mr. Adams, Captain Briggs, Skipper, Sam, Mr. Emerson
I was standing behind the hatch.
Narrator
Let's go out and see the baby's quarter day. Oh, I'm afraid.
Mary, Mr. Anderson, Chips, Captain Boyce, Mr. Adams, Captain Briggs, Skipper, Sam, Mr. Emerson
Call it whatever you want to. I have a feeling that cell clangs of its own free will.
Narrator
Now, now, Mary, don't worry. I'll look up to the skipper when we get in the water. Besides, he's a good swimmer.
Mary, Mr. Anderson, Chips, Captain Boyce, Mr. Adams, Captain Briggs, Skipper, Sam, Mr. Emerson
Oh, look at Baby. Isn't that clever? Good morning, Chips. Good morning, ma'. Am. What do you think of our baby's quarter deck? I think it's very clever of you, Chips. Me? I've got children of me own. I know what the little blight is like. You know, it's just like having a railing around your own porch. He can't fall out.
Narrator
Don't you think, Chips, that the baby's quarter deck ought to be lashed down?
Mary, Mr. Anderson, Chips, Captain Boyce, Mr. Adams, Captain Briggs, Skipper, Sam, Mr. Emerson
Oh, no, sir. Not unless the wind picks up a bit, sir. It's as safe as being in your own yard, says I.
Narrator
But Chips was wrong. It wasn't as safe as being in your own yard. And it was the so called Baby's quarterdeck that resulted in the mystery of the Marie Celeste. Out of deference to people who may still be living, character names in some of these unsolved mysteries have been changed. Inasmuch as any solution must of necessity be. Supposition, liberties of time, place and characters have been taken. In just a moment, you will hear a solution to the mystery of the Marie Celeste.
Mary, Mr. Anderson, Chips, Captain Boyce, Mr. Adams, Captain Briggs, Skipper, Sam, Mr. Emerson
Sam.
Narrator
Ladies and gentlemen, the solution for which you have been waiting. And so, Chips the carpenter places the baby in the crate like structure he has made. While the mother looks on. He turns to her as the captain walks down from the chart house.
Mary, Mr. Anderson, Chips, Captain Boyce, Mr. Adams, Captain Briggs, Skipper, Sam, Mr. Emerson
There he is, ma', am, all safe and sound. Can't fall out and can't get out. It was very good of you to think of it, Chip. Oh, here's the skipper. Ahoy there, Mr. Emerson. Are you ready?
Narrator
All ready, skipper.
Mary, Mr. Anderson, Chips, Captain Boyce, Mr. Adams, Captain Briggs, Skipper, Sam, Mr. Emerson
You be the judge, Mary. Although I know I'm going to win. All right, I'll be judge the first around the ship and up the trailing rope onto the deck. Win. Then you give the word to go. Now both of you get up on the rail. Ready, set, go. No. The skipper. He's the way to a flying start, he is. Oh, he's a powerful swimmer, but just the same what the price is. The ship she heeled over the wind. We're in for a blow. Oh, the baby's creep. It's sliding across the deck.
Narrator
The ship's carpenter and the baby's mother rush across the landing deck in a vain effort to save the baby. Again, the vessel heals, and together they slide over the scuppers into the sea. One after the other, every member of the crew leaps overboard. To the rescue. The freshening wind fills the sagging sails and the Marie Celeste, fully rigged, her ship's bell clanging. A sailor's dirge without a living soul aboard gets underway and leaves the crew struggling in the water.
Mary, Mr. Anderson, Chips, Captain Boyce, Mr. Adams, Captain Briggs, Skipper, Sam, Mr. Emerson
It's it.
Date: September 8, 2025
This episode delves into the enduring maritime enigma of the Marie Celeste, a ship found adrift and perfectly seaworthy in the Atlantic in 1872, but eerily abandoned by all aboard. Originally aired as a dramatic radio play, the episode revisits the ghostly discovery and circumstances around the deserted vessel, blending historical fact, shipboard suspense, and speculative dramatization. The narrative maintains the Golden Age radio thriller tone—mysterious, atmospheric, and tinged with suspense.
Setting the Scene
"Mist rising from the water assumes weird and grotesque forms in the pale, uncertain sunlight... veiled in the morning mists bearing down on them is that which every sailor fears. A ship of death. A ghost ship." (01:09)
Initial Boarding and Investigation
Captain Boyce and his officers board the Marie Celeste. The vessel is sound, with no signs of violence or damage, but is completely devoid of life.
Key eerie details:
Suspicion and unease run high among the De Gracia’s crew as superstition seeps into their interpretations.
"Not a thing stirs. Not a sound save the creak of timbers and the slap, slap of water against the hull... But a ghost ship. A ship without crew or living thing aboard." (04:55)
Rumors and Psychological Explanations
“He’s been muttering to himself all morning about taking a swim around the ship.” (08:56, Mary)
Shipboard Life and Foreboding
A Possible Scenario Dramatized
The radio play suggests an accidental collective tragedy:
"The baby's creep. It’s sliding across the deck." (14:00, Mary/Chips)
"One after the other, every member of the crew leaps overboard. To the rescue. The freshening wind fills the sagging sails and the Marie Celeste... leaves the crew struggling in the water." (14:15, Narrator)
Acknowledge of Speculation
The narrator is explicit that this is a theory, not fact, and that time, character names, and events have been changed or dramatized for storytelling.
“Out of deference to people who may still be living, character names in some of these unsolved mysteries have been changed. Inasmuch as any solution must of necessity be. Supposition, liberties of time, place and characters have been taken.” (11:25, Narrator)
"She fell away in the wind, sir. As though she were the wind. Aye, sir. She acts like a ghost ship." (03:38, Mr. Adams)
"Breakfast here too. And a baby's high chair at the table. And the captain's chronometer still running… This trim rigged ship in perfect condition without a soul." (06:50–07:12, Narrator)
"But Chips was wrong. It wasn’t as safe as being in your own yard. And it was the so called Baby's quarterdeck that resulted in the mystery of the Marie Celeste." (11:25, Narrator)
"The ship's carpenter and the baby's mother rush across the landing deck in a vain effort to save the baby. Again, the vessel heals, and together they slide over the scuppers into the sea… every member of the crew leaps overboard. To the rescue." (14:02–14:31, Narrator)
The episode ends by restating that, despite plausible explanations and dramatizations, the fate of the Marie Celeste's crew is ultimately unknown—a classic “unsolved mystery” that continues to haunt maritime lore as one of the ocean’s greatest enigmas.
For those unfamiliar with the Marie Celeste or classic radio storytelling, this episode artfully evokes the chilling mystery and sea-bound suspense of a bygone era, offering both historical intrigue and dramatic speculation.