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From New York, the makers of Poverty Craft Clothes for men and 924 leading retail stores from Coast to Coast. Present the world's most famous detective Sherlock Holmes. Our stories are based upon the character of Sherlock Holmes created by Sir Arward Colondoyle. Sherlock Holmes is portrayed by John Stanley, Dr. Watson by Alfred Shirley, and the dramatizations are by Edith Meiser. Here we are about to enter Dr. Watson's committed study. Well, what's this? We find the good doctor hanging up his Christmas holiday. Not forgetting a figure of Mr. Harry.

Hope spring is at our all, as they say. But here I help me down from this chair. My own legs all the bad giant as they were. In the days when I followed Holmes through the dungeons and up the tall stairs of old pins and cuffles. Here we are. First, I'll suspiciously like the beginning of a Sherlock Holmes. Dr. Watson. It is Mr. Harry. It is. Holmes always called it the adventure of the Christmas bride. It concerns the ghostly lady in white who was supposed to have disappeared centuries ago. The honorable family and a certain father Christmas who suddenly sang bass. And now that I've expressed the urge that you'll tell our friends and listeners about a gifted brim man in our old foot welcome from Father Christmas. Or as you amiddic as quote him, Santa Claus with pleasure Dr. Watson. And not only from Santa Claus, a pretty man can give himself with wild gift anytime. If he insists on clipper craft for clipper craft clothes keep on giving for a long, long time.

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10th Earl and 54th Baron Pins Dragon of Pins Dragon Castle. Here I shall never forget my first glimpse of that ancient and somewhat forbidding edifice. The walls grey and bleak without the summer covering of ivy. The tall square and defiant with red or rouge dragon pennant angrily defying the winter gales. Will there ever say a rather urgent message from Lord Neville on elegant embossed stationery around a 221 B. Baker Street? Would Mr. Holmes and Dr. Watson do in the honour of a visit to Pins Dragon over the Christmas holidays? The bid to include the bidding of his daughter, Lady Genevra, to the immensely worthy but slightly mid-aged went with Trimmingham, which was due to occur on the second day of the new year. Now don't tell me the eminent Mr. Sherlock Holmes was called into God the wedding present, Dr. Watson, to the odd living stairhead. And in it, the daily focusness found as a lighting from our train as a small station in the cumble in the hills,

which as you know are situated in the north of England. There had been a slight fall of snow, an ancient carriage with red wheels and the Neville arms on the door, was drawn into the station platform where the ancient face of the Lord of the menor himself, on top had then earmuffs, peered through one of the steamy windows. Mr. Holmes and Dr. Watson? That's right. That is my example. And his Lordship's expedition near in carriage? But hold so you, Calhoun. I, sir, more or coming. My rapid pursuit of blood to stay, all these lords have loaded to the bicker for tomorrow night. Bicker always face by the Christmas of the all at Christmas Eve, that os? And Mr. Holmes and Dr. Watson said, Good afternoon, gentlemen, good afternoon. You are hopping before you freeze today. Are you here, Mr. Holmes? Are you off this car? And now, then, his back of ten's dreaded is faster to get in. I am a lot. Mr. Holmes, you are the first curious as to why I've invited you and Dr. Watson to share our Ultide celebrations, if hence,

dragon. To be quite honest, Lordship, I didn't think it was entirely for the pleasure of our society. Although Watson is quite an asset when it comes to carolcy. Although ten are certainly not that old. For that good, the vicar who leaves the Christmas singing is rather proud of his ten-hour voice, and may say he is not too fond of competition. Herf, Mr. Holmes. I have invited you to Penn's dragon to make sure that nothing, nothing occurs to revess the marriage of my daughter, to Mr. Wentworth trimming him. Why have you got married so imperative, Lordship? To be brutally frank, Mr. Holmes, the nilest states are more pitched up to the ears. If the marriage does not go through all the second of next month, I shall be bankrupt. Totally bankrupt, you see. Anything occurred more than able to make you clear that this marriage may not take place? No, that is not definite. Perhaps for the age of eleven, it hasn't been able to have the distaste for the marriage. Oh, no, no, nothing like that. Well, I wouldn't say it was a passionate attachment on either side, but they liked the same things.

She laughs at all his jokes. What better a foundation could one ask for a marriage, or what's in it? Well, that's what I should have said. Well, everything was as smooth as silk until the dowager, Duchess of Terce, gave the engagement to her last month. It was at her suggestion that I sent you all the invitation to Penn's dragon. She's been decidedly edgy ever since Perthyread, and in the middle of the patrolful dinner two weeks ago. Perthy? Yes, Perthy, it's my cousin, although he's only seven years older than Geneva. He's our next of kin, see. As a matter of fact, he's an orphan and lived with us at Penn's dragon until he went off to Canada to seek his fortune two years ago. If everything should have happened to your daughter before she produced an heir, would Perthyread ever inherit? Yes, Dr. Watson, both the title and their sticks. Perthyread's number of returns was unexpected, I guess. It was. Unexpected and metro-matics say the least. The patrolful dinner was being held in the great hall of Penn's dripping castle. My daughter had just risen to return the rag room's toast. As she lifted her glass, a basement window was thrown violently open and Perthy walked in out of the night.

And now I should like to make a toast to my future rag room. Perthyread? What is it? What is it? What is it? Perthyread, it's her. I'm sorry to make the proper difference between Perth's. But I came as soon as I received news of the engagement. Perthyread, why didn't you let us know you were coming? Let you know. Let you know when you never bothered to ask for my letters. But Perthyread, we never received any letters. We thought you'd forgotten it. I have forgotten. Is it that word of method? Perthyread, that's not true. You know how far we are of you. Oh, touching. Perthyread, this is where it works. Where it works, you mean the my future rag room. Oh, this is the little man they've sold you to. Stop that. Stop it it was. I'm very fond of what's with her. I might hear you never. Perthyread, why do you look at me like that? To think you should so soon forget our family motto. They feel it this. The name never means that you know.

They feel it this. They feel it this. Maybe they could be this. Let it or take it a little. Quite, it means stoop to nothing base. In case you've forgotten your obit once. The teacher grandmother said it. Tell me, Lord Neville, what happened after Perthyread, quoted the family motto of your daughter? He stamped off to his old rooms in the tower and hasn't been out for them since. How does the lady do never ever react to this unfriendly behavior? Oh, she says that himself. It's no concern for hers. Lady Terce, on the other hand, is thoroughly unheard by Perthyread's return. Oh. Your heel do something outrageous for the dead of the wedding. Poor Wentworth is his edgy as a hen on a hot riddle. Well, of course, that may be due to his encounter with a white lady. Quite lady? Who sheathed? The gov's of the first to never you know. The bride who played hide and seek on her wedding night and was never seen alive again. The earth later, her skeleton was sputtle and her great tower chest still dressed in her wedding gown.

She'd hidden in there and somehow the has to fall and down and she was locked in and smothered again. Seem it to me I'd have ended a rather famous term on the surface. Oh, yes. So all the genievers and the nevel family have been named up to her. She's supposed to walk through the halls of the castle wherever a misconception is due to a curse. Oh, jeer holes, dammit, all their homes. When and how did Wentworth trimming up Meet the lady? Well, Mr. Holmes, it seems it's his habit to knock on my daughter's door and his way to bed to wish her good night. Last night, the wind was rather high and he couldn't seem to make my daughter hear. Suddenly, heard a strange creaking noise down the corridor behind him looking round, he saw the lid of the dollar chest rise. Slow. Tinevra. Tinevra, my dear, I went to close. I've come to bid you good night. Tinevra, are you there?

Tinevra. Who called me? What was that? So, good lord. But the lid of the chest is rising there's something. Who will invite? She's rising out of the chair. Who, who, who are you? Tinevra. Tinevra. You call to hear that I have come to warn you. Go away. Go away, the fighting. I see you. Who will invite? Then what happened, Lord Neville? Nothing, Mr. Holmes. Apparently the white figure glided past my daughter, so you're not saying disappeared up the tower step. What if the lady looked like, blonde, brunette? When were tears her features were hidden by the bridal veil? Yes. Interesting. I suppose anyone in the house would have access to that power chest. On the contrary, Mr. Holmes.

Too many people are possessed of insatiable curiosity. I keep the silly things safely padlocked at Krona's shore. How many keys are there to that padlock? One, which I keep by me here on my keeling. Very wise precaution. I say, Holmes, you're better even larger than the one in my room. The barfagers may agree with joyous lap there when she paid a visit in 1846. Don't look so superior, what's he? Queen of Lisovian toes slept here at a few years before that. Come in. All it is, beautiful and charming of her. Stop nonsense. Glad to see you both, Bill. Something's going on here. Don't like it. What sort of something are you referring to, Bill? Don't know. If I did, she wouldn't have seen you.

She never looks as if butter wouldn't melt in her mouth. That's... That still looks like a thunder cloud. That's worse. I thought Percy would look himself in his room to see anyone. I'd like to see anyone refuse to see me. But I'm Gavin. You'll want to view the penises. Yes. First of all, I'd like to inspect that dour chest. It might be interesting to investigate how Lady in White can emerge from a carefully padlock her. Then you don't think it was a ghost. Now, the do I? Well, what's he up to? We should be able to answer those questions better, Lady Terce, after you've had a look inside that box. I wonder if you could persuade Lord Neville to lend us the key. First the key, Mr. Holmes. Lord Neville insists to bring it back to the moment you're finished with it. So, this is a suspicious old boy, eh, Holmes? What's suspicious, Doctor Watson, for fussy? Well, Mr. Holmes, why would you lay? Open the silly chest, but see what's inside. So fast, Lady Terce, not so fast. First, let's have a look at the lock.

Maybe a little bit of machinery. It's almost impossible to pick it without showing signs. There are no signs. Then whoever opened it, you're dead key. Not necessarily Watson, but there's only one key Lord Neville told us so. And if Robert said the thing, it's gospel. Yes, interesting carving around the lock, the wood's very old. Naturally, open it up, find die in a curiosity. Very well. Lock key, sorry, hasn't been unlocked for some time. I'll remove the padlock. Here Watson's clicked. Now, Lady Terce will help me raise the lid. That's it. Good Lord, what's there? Oh, it's stored in every spenial. Go everywhere with a regular shadow. Oh, yes, yes, you can't. Hello there. I'm Jevra. My number shall all come and Doctor Watson. Delighted. Don't let me stalk you, Mr. Holmes. You won't? Far as we've worked your up to. I'm dying to see the same the chest too. Go ahead, open it up. Oh, Lord, down, boy. It's a big issue box, isn't it? There's a woman easily hiding there.

Something, uh, white and, uh, certain line of the bottle. Wonderful. It must be her wedding dress. I've always heard of this still in there. Remarkable to find it in such good condition after all these years. The remarkable thing about it, Lady Terce, is this dust and dirt on him? Watson, give me an envelope. I shall take sample. But that's fascinating. I've heard simply fabulous things about you, Mr. Holmes. And I've released them. Everyone. Do you? Yes, I think we've seen everything, Mr. B. Seen here. Watson, you may close the lid. And lock it. There. Uh-huh. So this is Mr. Sherlock Holmes and his famous deb actions. They told you you were coming. They? Who's there? I understood you said no one in here. Not even Bay. You both will look Lady Terce. Flighting him, her out of anything. I didn't mention Mr. Holmes, perfect? Or did I? Don't look so suspicious, Lady Terce. I've decided to be a good boy. I've even decided to come downstairs tonight and join the Christbassy festivities.

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So, John, what are you doing? He may prove to be a bit of a problem to think. Goodness, I hope so. Or Mr. Holmes, I can see you behind that chair. You should wing chair, often, from my good listening post, my dear. Now look here, you meddling busybody. Pussy T, you promise. Suppose you allow me to solve the problem of the dark litig in every eye. Would you, I mean, listen, say that, the business driving off. Fall pieces as a ride, open the door, pedal, putt, now then, everyone. Good thing when the stars look down, all at least us even, when the snowy round of bombs. Yeah, you're right, dear, I am, you say, I am, you have been so close. My ideal's off-road. Come along, father Christmas, first you take you into the dining room. You can have a hot party while you get out of your rest. Good idea, I am, best to disguise your buster, or all the children will guess who you are.

That's a good idea too. Gather round all, bring in the rules of, father Christmas will be with you in a moment, to give out the presents to all the good boys and girls. There, how is that? This is your wonderful. Now, go along, take good care of the thirsty. Have a fear, my fear. This is the harm that bringing in the new law. Come and help me, said father, to refer. A home for those to watch, miss caught Lady Kess over the knistle. I declare, I never had such a Christmas. You come along, Nelfra, they're ready for you to like the father. Fear, where did I put the mansion? I am the Lady Jedeva. Oh, thank you, Dr. Watson. Oh, I am the Lady Jedeva. Oh, thank you, Dr. Watson. I'll be here, I'll be here. I'm sorry, I should have told my teacher, I'm trying to be a lawyer. I think your father, Lady Jedeva, haven't raised your skirt for two times. Oh, my goodness, I forgot.

Oh, you never got my idea. What she all say is making quite an accident, says, a grand visit library every other minute to see no one's listed one of the wedding presents. All that silver in your present Lady Terce, the diamond teon. Oh, let's miss that teon, it's a temptation. You shouldn't have given it to me, Lady Terce. It's wonderful. Lost the tall, look on Father Newton's, getting the headache for years. Glad to be rid of it. Here comes Father Christmas, gather around the punchboard everyone, and we'll have a drink also before we give out the presents. I say that, but God, I thought the Christmas was ending. Let's start the store for the cattle, call drink your egg dogs, but I'm just starting. Right you are, fairly lady. God rest through their regents, open them, and nothing you dismay. Remember, God, right now say, gather up on on Christmas Eve. Hey, Jolly Hums, you're going to have a good old bed with Christmas Eve. Please have a meeting with your children. On a tray for the findings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy,

for the king of comfort and joy. Hello there, Father Christmas. Not leaving us soon. Well, that is a bit long ride home. Must get going. I don't tell the others, I wouldn't want to disturb the car there. Quite. How about a hot Sunday before you leave? Still a cut in there. No, haven't time, haven't I? I thought you might say that, so I prepared this jug full of grog. Keep it well wrapped, it'll keep you warm. It's a long, cold drive, wet and green, but what, Mr. Holmes, no time to waste. Turn your way, Father Christmas. Think of me when you drink the grog. We will, what will? What will? What will? Many Christmas. And I have a new year. Hello, what's this? This is Vika, off so soon. Oh, here's slot level. He seemed to not have even get home. Carve layman's cold night. Let us get inside before we freeze to death. Right here. All right, they are ready to start the dancing. A wreathless trying to find him everywhere, so they can leave the dancing.

Help! Help! Stop calling. Good heavens, what's that? Give me out! I'm lost! Someone's got himself locked in the dungeon. This way, the entrance through the dining room was hoping for more of a head start. What's this? Nothing at all. This is the door of the dungeon. Let me out! Let me out! You guys say? Yes, the door is broken. Just a moment. Get me out of here. Yes, Lord. It's the Vika down there in his underwear and trust up like a new year's goose. This is an outrage. Get me out of here. But it's the Vika that is here who drove off in the sleigh. Presumably an imposter stole the Vika's clothes. I thought it might be you know when I heard Father Christmas sing bass. See Holmes? Holmes, what are you? Lady Geneva, her fellsie calls find her anywhere to disappear, vanishing the dinner. Hey, Scott, someone get the Vika out of the dungeon. I've got to find my daughter. Over to Holmes, come quickly. Geneva disappears. Her dog is crouched in front of the dollar chest.

How? Oh, hurry, gentlemen, the same scungle that locked the dicker in the dungeon has undoubtedly put to never in the dollar chest. I'm hoping up too late, Holmes. This is a surprise. If the chest opens, the dog won't let him down. How dare I see you? Easy, easy, talk to you, Roy. He's just like, oh, I know what we're trying to say. We'll get her out. Oh, come. Found her the key. Lady Tess, what did you do with the key? But I gave it that to you. No, you didn't. Oh, yet you did too. I don't like to know. No key needed. The wood's so old and the staple of so loose. It's possible to lick the lock right out. Like this. That's it, I raised it. Oh, please. God, there's nothing in there but a roasted beef. The horse made off with it, I'm afraid. That explains his interest in the chest. This is your never-earsent here. Where is she? With Father Christopher's eye, Lagen. They're heading for the Scottish border in the sleigh. You'll never catch them, I'm afraid. Oh, God, she's a love to a person.

So she did fucking wrong. Good for her. So that's why she trailed off of the tower, Deft-Semetto, bridal gown. I suspected as much when I discovered some of Percy's ashes on a temp. Wow, but this is dreadful. I should be ruined. We'll have to return all the wedding presents. Silly day. First will I all make mine a much fanciful compliment. Do you never show how to see all of us and my emeralds as well? They were the King's ransom. Lady Tess, you are in this ton of things you made us. Thor women are. Thor the Perkeeping the dawn says, waitin'. Usually the lancers will be robbed at. Come along. See, you old fraud. I believe you knew what was going on all the time. I suspected Watson. I suspected. But when I saw the lady you never erase her ball gun and display a pair of traveling boots, I was sure. But come along Watson, we shall have to put on a kitchen and make peace with the crocker. Why that? The making off with sundae's roasted beef. Something had to be done to keep the dog interested

or he'd have given the show away. Well, that certainly was a Christmas story with all the trinnings, Dr. Watson. Yeah, you're right, Mr. Harris. And now when I spit about glasses, so we can drink a Christmas toast to our listeners and our sponsors. Nothing would give a greater pleasure, Dr. Watson. Here's your glasses, Mr. Harris. Thank you. And here's to our radio friends, young and old. Merry, Merry Christmas and happiness for the spirit he am peaced in the New Year. Indeed, Dr. Watson, and warn greetings to all the makers of Clipper Craft Plows. And all the trinnings are just a small hint about next week's story. Next week, I think I should tell you how Holmes and I spend New Year's Eve of the Silly Isles. New Year's Eve of the Silly Isles, that's how it's amusing, Dr. Here's teasing is the word, Mr. Harris. You would abode the luxury liner gigantic, expecting the dinner and the best end of flames. There's nothing more cherry-pag we know than a fire seed.

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