 Ah-ah-ah! Don't turn that dial. This is the ride station if you want to hear about Jonathan Thomas and his Christmas on the moon. In the heart of the forest, deep with gloom, where the wind harps told the knell of doom, ride Jonathan Thomas and Gorgonzola and the kind old man in the moon. And they ride in quest of a kindly deed, as a night of old on his fiery steed. And because of their goodness, they invoke fairy laws, for they ride to the rescue of old Santa Claus. For that good old man of Christmas day was wickedly kidnapped and carried away, and if they don't find him, oh my, oh dear, there won't be any Christmas at all this year. So you see, that's the reason that Jonathan Thomas has traveled so far to keep his promise, and brave the terrors and frights, because he was sworn to bring back Santa Claus. And so there they are in the forest so deep, where the wind is wailed till their flesh does creep, where the dragons and monsters shriek and roar to gobble them up. My goodness, what's more, where witches and goblins appear on their path and call down their curses and sneer and laugh. But never you mind, they're not afraid, but you couldn't have paid them enough to have stayed, because they are bound and determined to get what they're after. So Christmas this year will be just full of laughter. Now of course you remember the fairy queen, the most beautiful fairy that was ever seen, of how she gave them some charms they could take. A magical acorn to keep them awake, for the forest you know puts all travelers to sleep. But not so are heroes, for they have an acorn to keep. But charms aren't enough to ward every hitch, and the evil spells of the wicked old witch who lives in the kingdom of Rumpelstich. But my gracious, I've talked enough for ten men. So here's where the story begins again. I am the witch of Rumpelstich, and I sew my spells with an evil stitch. So speak, oh magic mirror wise, of my spell that in the forest lies. Oh mighty witch of Rumpelstich, this I can tell of your magic spell that another whose power doth greatly foretell has created a charm which works very well to weaken your magic and your strength to dispel. You lie you wicked looking glass, and I'll heap your pieces in the grass unless the truth to me you'll keep magic sleep. Not so the truth. And in the forest gloom so deep a charm doth work against your sleep for in the forest do I see not one of them, but one. The goodness, what was that? You're not very... Sassy, that's what you are. What's that you say? This is the Jiminy Crickets. You're going to get me mad in a minute. See, such a grout. He a Mr. Man in the Moon, cause he's nothing but an old grumpy Smart Owl. Oh he fudgy, well he makes me so. Cause if we don't, you're liable to get madder. You're Gorgonzola's liable to get mad, and if he does, maybe he'll drop the magic acorn and then... Did you? Of course I did. I'll be right down. Oh my gracious, the goodness, oh me, oh my, my, my, my, oh dear, oh dear, oh dear. Hello, and this is the Man in the Moon, and this is Gorgonzola, the horse. Pleased to meet you. I didn't say, but it's in Gorgonzola's mouth. Of course not. Why? Because, that's why. Because it's a magic one, and besides, if you did, we'd all go to sleep and not wake up for a million, trillion years. Yeah. Oh, why, why you, you... You, Riscary Bill, you shouldn't talk like that to Mr. Man in the Moon. It's midnight, and you should ought to be spanked. Yeah, spanked, and I'm just the man who can do it too. Splim, flam, flam, let's be Jonathan Thomas, let's go. I'm some man I can see double. Come on, get up, Gorgonzola. Jonathan Thomas, Jonathan Thomas, hurry up, get back on the horse. Oh dear, wake up, gracious, he's going to sleep. See what you did, Riscary Bill? Poor Jonathan Thomas, whatever shall we do, whatever shall... Poor Jonathan Thomas, the wicked old witch was right, for in spite of the fairy queen's charms he did fall into the arms of sleep, which the old witch has said will keep him for a hundred million years, in spite of their tears. Oh my, I wonder whatever shall they do now? And what about Santa Claus? Be sure to listen to the next story about Jonathan Thomas and see what happened.