Bram Stoker's Dracula - Jonathan Harker's Journey - Audio

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Bram Stoker based his novel, Dracula, on the legend of a real person, Vlad Tepes. In the first chapter of his story, we meet Jonathan Harker, a young British lawyer who has traveled to a distant land.  He has been sent there to help a Count named Dracula.

Local people try to warn Harker that he may want to rethink making the trip to Dracula's castle.  Determined to do his job, however, Harker proceeds with his plans.

In this reading - by Carole Bos, creator of Awesome Stories - we first catch-up with Harker on the 3rd of May.  (See Chapter 1.) 

To hear more of the story, follow these links:

Dracula Warns Jonathan

Dracula Attacks Lucy


Bram Stoker's Dracula

Chapter 1 - Jonathan Harker's Journal - split into paragraphs for easier reading

3 May


It was on the dark side of twilight when we got to Bistritz, which is a very interesting old place.  Being practically on the frontier - for the Borgo Pass [Pasul Tihuta is the actual name/place] leads from it into Bukovina - it has had a very stormy existence, and it certainly shows marks of it. 

Fifty years ago a series of great fires took place, which made terrible havoc on five separate occasions.  At the very beginning of the seventeenth century it underwent a siege of three weeks and lost 13,000 people, the casualties of war proper being assisted by famine and disease.

Count Dracula had directed me to go to the Golden Krone Hotel, which I found, to my great delight, to be thoroughly old-fashioned, for of course I wanted to see all I could of the ways of the country.

I was evidently expected, for when I got near the door I faced a cheery-looking elderly woman in the usual peasant dress - white undergarment with a long double apron, front, and back, of coloured stuff fitting almost too tight for modesty.  When I came close she bowed and said, "The Herr Englishman?"

"Yes," I said, "Jonathan Harker."

She smiled, and gave some message to an elderly man in white shirtsleeves, who had followed her to the door.

He went, but immediately returned with a letter:

"My friend. - Welcome to the Carpathians.  I am anxiously expecting you. Sleep well tonight.  At three tomorrow the diligence [a public stagecoach - see note 46] will start for Bukovina; a place on it is kept for you.  At the Borgo Pass [not far south of  Romania's border with Ukraine] my carriage will await you and will bring you to me.  I trust that your journey from London has been a happy one, and that you will enjoy your stay in my beautiful land. - Your friend, Dracula."

4 May - I found that my landlord had got a letter from the Count, directing him to secure the best place on the coach for me; but on making inquiries as to details he seemed somewhat reticent, and pretended that he could not understand my German.

This could not be true, because up to then he had understood it perfectly; at least, he answered my questions exactly as if he did.

He and his wife, the old lady who had received me, looked at each other in a frightened sort of way.  He mumbled out that the money had been sent in a letter, and that was all he knew. 

When I asked him if he knew Count Dracula, and could tell me anything of his castle, both he and his wife crossed themselves, and, saying that they knew nothing at all, simply refused to speak further.  It was so near the time of starting that I had no time to ask anyone else, for it was all very mysterious and not by any means comforting.

Just before I was leaving, the old lady came up to my room and said in a hysterical way:  "Must you go?  Oh! Young Herr, must you go?" 

She was in such an excited state that she seemed to have lost her grip of what German she knew, and mixed it all up with some other language which I did not know at all.  I was just able to follow her by asking many questions. 

When I told her that I must go at once, and that I was engaged on important business, she asked again:

"Do you know what day it is?"  I answered that it was the fourth of May.  She shook her head as she said again:

"Oh, yes!  I know that!  I know that, but do you know what day it is?"

On my saying that I did not understand, she went on:

"It is the eve of St. George's Day[Follow these links to learn about Raphael's famous painting and the story of St George and the Dragon.] Do you not know that tonight, when the clock strikes midnight, all the evil things in the world will have full sway?  Do you know where you are going, and what you are going to?"  

She was in such evident distress that I tried to comfort her, but without effect.  Finally, she went down on her knees and implored me not to go; at least to wait a day or two before starting.

It was all very ridiculous but I did not feel comfortable.  However, there was business to be done, and I could allow nothing to interfere with it.

I tried to raise her up, and said, as gravely as I could, that I thanked her, but my duty was imperative, and that I must go.

She then rose and dried her eyes, and taking a crucifix from her neck offered it to me.

I did not know what to do, for, as an English Churchman, I have been taught to regard such things as in some measure idolatrous, and yet it seemed so ungracious to refuse an old lady meaning so well and in such a state of mind.

She saw, I suppose, the doubt in my face, for she put the rosary round my neck and said, "For your mother's sake," and went out of the room.

I am writing up this part of the diary whilst I am waiting for the coach, which is, of course, late; and the crucifix is still round my neck.

Whether it is the old lady's fear, or the many ghostly traditions of this place, or the crucifix itself, I do not know, but I am not feeling nearly as easy in my mind as usual.

If this book should ever reach Mina before I do, let it bring my goodbye.  Here comes the coach!

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Media Credits

Bram Stoker's Dracula, part of Chapter 1, read by Carole Bos.


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