Carter's Christmas Adventure

Yes, it's another case for that most famous of all man hunters. The detective whose ability at solving crime is unequal in the history of detective fiction. Nick Carter, master detective. Tonight's curious adventure, a special Christmas story.

Nick Carter's Christmas adventure. All the mystery. How late we've been pretty late in so far, haven't we? Yes, how ever we had. Which is another way of saying that folks are usually willing to contribute to your settlement house Christmas party every year, Nick.

No, scubby, I was just thinking about this last name on our list. Yeah, Raspour. I don't know him personally. You? No, I don't, but somebody must have thought he was rich enough or interested enough in the work to make a substantial contribution.

Oh, here's the... Hey, is this... Hey, Nick, what's that address again? 576 Milton Avenue. Hmm. Yes, that's right. And there's his name on the door plate. Well, let's take a look, Scubby. Well, gosh, this doesn't make sense, Nick.

A guy with dough doesn't hide away in a place like this. Well, knock on the door anyhow. Doesn't seem to be anybody here. No, hold it, Scotty. I hear someone coming. I'm Nicholas Carter. May I speak to Mr. Raspour, please?

Nick Carter, eh? Yes, yes. And this is my assistant, Scubby Wilson. How do you do? You, Mr. Raspour? Yes. Well, come in. Come in. It's cold out there. You're laying all the heat out. Oh, make it part.

Come on, Scotty. Come in, Nick. I'm in. Well, what did you want? Oh, Mr. Raspour, I've come to see if you would care to make a contribution to my Christmas party party party. I never make contributions.