Bianca Namori reads
King Winter. a childrens novelty shaped picture book, illustrated and published by Gustav W. Seitz, Hamburg, 1859. Viewable online at Project Gutenburg.
http://www.gutenberg.org/files/17764/17764-h/17764-h.htm
Loki Eliot, the urchin king of the New Babbage, reads
Billy's Santa Claus Experience, by Cornilia Redmond, from A Budget of Christmas Tales by Charles Dickens and others, 1895.
Amadeus Hammerer reads
Knecht Ruprecht, a traditional German poem by Theodor Storm.
Victor1st Mornington reads
The Goblins Cavern. From the Pickwick Papers by Charles Dickens, 1836.
Tepic Harlequin reads
Three of a Trade, or Little Red Kriss Kringle, by Fitz-James O'Brien, first published in the Saturday Press, December 25, 1858.
The music box selections were from homemade music boxes built, arranged, and recorded by Canolli Capalini, and are available only from
Capalini's Fine Furnishings, located in Bow Street in the Canal district of New Babbage, and were used by permission.
Stille Nacht, Heilige Nacht was sung by the Nebe Quartet on a 1907 Edison Records recording, now in the public domain.
Additional music by
Kevin MacLeod.
Outro: MichaelD Mannonen.
Production: Mosseveno Tenk.
Run time: 44 minutes
Radio Riel air date: 26 December, 2010
Download link:
archive.org
Knecht Ruprecht
by Theodor Storm
translated by Ingeborg Apfelbaum
I come from deep within the forest!
And I must tell you Christmas is nigh
Everywhere the tree tops
Are sparkling with golden lights.
And high above from amongst the heavenly choir
The Christchild looks down with wide eyes.
And as I was wandering through the sinister forest
He addressed me with his clear voice
“Knecht Ruprecht”, he called, “old chap,
Lift your legs and hasten along
The candles are starting to burn,
The heavens gate has been opened
Old and young are now to
Rest from the burdens of life
And tomorrow I fly down to earth,
Because it will be Christmas once more!”
I said : “Oh my dear Master Christ,
My journey is almost ended,
I am to go to just this one city,
Where there are many good children”.
“Do you have your sack with you?”
I said: “My little sack is here.
Devout children love
Apples and nuts and almonds”.
“Do you have your cane also with you”
I said “The cane, I have with me,
But only for those children, the bad ones,
For them it will hit the right spot”.
The Christchild spoke: “then all is right,
So go with God, my faithful servant”.
I come from deep within the forest,
I must tell you that Christmas is nigh.
Now tell me, how will I find this place?
Are the children good? Are the children bad?
