Staffordshire Murders E-Book

Alan Hayhurst

• Herausgeber: The History Press
• Kategorie: Sachliteratur, Reportagen, Biografien
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2012

Beschreibung

Staffordshire Murders brings together murderous tales that shocked not only the county but made headline news throughout the nation. They include the poisonous Dr Palmer, murder on the canal, a tale of infanticide, the body in the gasometer, the chauffeur's revenge, murder on Cannock Chase and much more. Alan Hayhurst has spent many hours visiting the scenes detailed in this book, as well as researching original documents and talking to people who have meories of the individual crimes. His well-illustrated and enthralling text will appeal to all who are interested in the shady side of Staffordshire's history.

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STAFFORDSHIRE

MURDERS

ALAN HAYHURST

First published in 2008

The History Press

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CONTENTS

Acknowledgements

Introduction

1. The Bloody Steps Murder

Colwich, 1839

2. The Rugeley Poisoner

Rugeley, 1855

3. The Wedding Anniversary Murder

Biddulph Moor, 1900

4. The Billiard Marker’s Revenge

Newcastle-under-Lyme, 1905

5. Death in the Gasometer

Hednesford Hill, 1919

6. Letter for a Dead Man

Hanley, 1920

7. Did He Do It?

Talke, 1921

8. The Body under the Floorboards

Hanley, 1946

9. Chance Medley

Newcastle-under-Lyme, 1948

10. Robbery with Violence

Barlaston, 1952

11. Suicide by Judicial Hanging

Wilslock, 1955

12. Death on the Chase

Cannock Chase, 1967

Bibliography

ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

The author would like to thank the staff of the National Archives at Kew and especially Carole-Ann Montgomery, the Freedom of Information Assessor, who worked hard to produce a number of files to which access had formerly been denied; Rebecca Jackson and the staff at Staffordshire Record Office; the William Salt Library, Stafford; Stoke-on-Trent City Archives, Hanley; Leon Jeavons and Yvonne Cooper at the Museum of Cannock Chase, Hednesford, who were able to provide much helpful information and a copy of a rare postcard; Paul Bedford, for his help with the Gaskin case; Brian and Joan Braybrooke for bringing to my attention the mysterious shooting at Talke; Richard Wilcox for the loan of several books; Bill Eddisbury, who was a mine of information on the Trent & Mersey Canal system; Alan and Marie Elmer, booksellers extraordinaire; Stewart Evans; Matilda Pearce, Simon Fletcher and the team at Sutton Publishing; Midland Ancestor, the magazine of the Birmingham & Midland Society for Genealogy and Heraldry; Alan Walker, curator of the Staffordshire Police Museum (now sadly closed); and numerous other people who have been helpful in one way or another. Finally my thanks, as usual, to my wife, without whose forbearance and countless cups of coffee this volume would never have seen the light of day.

INTRODUCTION

For most people, until comparatively recently, life in Staffordshire was harsh. Employment was to be found mainly in agriculture, the pottery industry and the mines, and many found that the antidote to long working hours and poor pay was only too often to be found in the bottle. Later on, working conditions improved, although if anything the dreadfulness of the murders in the county increased; some of them pointless, as in the killing of Donald Lainton by Arthur Cross, and others still showing the age-old ingredients of revenge and greed, as demonstrated so well by the horrendous killing of Alice Maud Wiltshaw by Leslie Green.

Perhaps man has always had an aggressive, not to say evil, side to him – all the murderers in this book are male and almost all the victims are female – but what can be said is that the death penalty, exacted upon most of the killers whose stories are recounted here, was never a deterrent. Murders tend to be a spur of the moment matter and there is often little or no time to consider the outcome of one’s actions. The sad tales of baby-killer Frederick Edge and the surely wronged Henry Thomas Gaskin demonstrate this exactly.

The author has consulted newspapers of the time and files in the appropriate Record Offices, as well as other contemporaneous accounts contained in letters and diaries, and has spoken to people who have either memories or documentary evidence of the crimes concerned. Where speech is reported, effort has been made to ensure that the words are as exact as can be, many of them extracted from verbatim reports published at the time. During researches at the National Archives, Kew, I came across no fewer than ten files which were closed to the public for periods of up to 100 years from the time of the event; but using the Freedom of Information Act 2000, I was able to gain access to no less than nine of them, although the photographs in one case were denied to me, as they were ‘likely to endanger the physical or mental health or safety of an individual.' The tenth file met with a blank refusal.

In some cases, it was difficult to tell why a particular file should ever have been embargoed (one file merely contained a transcript of the trial), and the photographs that I was allowed to see did not contain anything that is not freely available on television any night of the week, but at least the majority of the papers I asked for were produced and there are therefore some details of the particular crimes in this book which will not have been in the public domain before.

Finally, when researching a book dealing with a particular county, one comes across the problem that boundaries, for one reason or another, do alter over the years. For instance, Walsall is now in the county of West Midlands whereas formerly it was in Staffordshire. The final story, dealing with the Cannock Chase murders, inevitably has to include details of certain actions in what is now classified as the West Midlands, but I hope that this will not detract from what is still essentially a Staffordshire murder.

1

THE BLOODY STEPS MURDER

Colwich, 1839

Christina Collins was about 37 years of age, diminutive in size although not unattractive and had been twice married; a not unusual state of affairs in the days when a widow’s lot was much harder than it is today, both financially and socially. She was the daughter of a middle-class Nottingham inventor, who had had some minor successes with patents involving the lace industry, and it was rumoured that she had some connections with the Covent Garden Theatre in London. Her first husband was one Thomas Ingleby, a Scotsman, who travelled the country exhibiting his conjuring skills in the music halls.

Being anything but a shrinking violet, Ingleby boasted on his handbills – which he gave out to whoever would deign to read them – that he was the ‘Emperor of all Conjurers,’ but his conjuring skills did not translate into money, for when he died in Ireland in 1832 he left his wife with little or nothing. Christina, from sheer force of necessity, looked around for another husband and was fortunate to attract Robert Collins, who worked with horses and with whom she was soon deeply in love; although it was not until 1838 that they married and went to Liverpool, looking for work. Despite trying his best, Collins found it impossible to get employment in the north and reluctantly decided that he must seek his fortune in London, leaving his newly-wed wife alone in Liverpool, where she found employment as a dressmaker, with Mrs Grice of 3 Crosshall Street.

Robert quickly found work in London and settled into lodgings at 10 Edgware Road and Christina was overjoyed when she received a letter from him asking her to join him and enclosing a golden guinea to cover the cost of the journey. This was more than likely the largest sum of money that Christina had ever had at one time but even that was insufficient to enable her to travel in reasonable comfort by coach. All she could afford was a passage on a narrow boat via the canal system, a journey that would be slow, with little in the way of comforts, but this meant nothing to Christina as she thought of the day when she and her beloved Robert would be reunited.

On 15 June 1839, Christina left Liverpool and travelled by barge to Preston Brook, on the Trent & Mersey Canal, to join one of Messrs Pickford’s boats, the Staffordshire Knot, which was due to sail via Stoke-on-Trent, Rugeley, Fradley Junction and thence by Coventry to London. Christina was wearing a dark-coloured gown, a fawn-coloured handkerchief over her neck, and a figured blue silk bonnet with a light ribbon. Everything else that she owned was packed into two small cases.

The crew of the boat consisted of James Owen, the captain, assisted by two boatmen, George Thomas, alias Dobell, who had been with Pickford’s for seven years and came from Westborne, and William Ellis, alias Lambert, from Brinklow, near Rugby, who had only been with the boat for a few weeks. There was also a cabin boy, William Muston (this lad’s name was also given as Musson). It is highly unlikely that any of the crew, with the possible exception of Owen, could read or write, which might excuse the confusion of names.

The genteel Christina must have been somewhat taken aback at the first sight of this ruffianly crew, with whom she would perforce have to share the restricted accommodation that the barge offered for more than a week, and her fears increased when she noticed that the boat was stopping at regular intervals along the way while the crew, including young Muston, kept up their strength and their spirits by drinking their fill of the local ale. James Owen downed seven pints when the boat stopped at Stoke wharf – where Christina was seen by George Neville, one of Pickford’s clerks, sitting in the boat reading a novel – and he carried a further gallon to the boat to keep them going until the next stop at Barlaston, conveniently near to the Plume of Feathers public house. While the boat stopped there, Christina went into the Pickford’s office, where the clerk, thinking she looked rather tired, allowed her to doze fitfully until cries from outside told them that the narrow boat was ready to move on.

By the time they reached Walton, near Stone, the situation had deteriorated and Christina was now fearful for her safety. She told Hugh Cordwell, the canal clerk, that she was afraid that the crew would ‘meddle with her’ in their present drunken state, and, rather unhelpfully, Cordwell advised her that if they did, she must report them at the journey’s end! His strictures were interrupted by a loud crash as the boat rammed the lock gates, followed by a torrent of abusive language from the captain. The air turned even bluer when Cordwell remonstrated with James Owen, but eventually things were sorted out and the boat proceeded. While all this was going on, Christina again stepped off the boat and proceeded to walk along the towpath. She walked with such determination that she soon outstripped the boat and Catherine Tansley, the wife of the lockkeeper at Aston, recalled seeing her there at about 8.30 p.m. waiting for the boat to catch up. While she sat, she passed the time by sharpening a penknife on the stone steps.

The much-altered Plume of Feathers public house, 2007. One of several ‘refuelling’ stops for the crew of the Staffordshire Knot. (Author’s collection)

On arrival at the lock, one of the men on the boat pointed to Christina and shouted, ‘Curse her eyes – I wish she was in hell flames,’ which, hardly surprisingly, made the poor woman burst into tears. Catherine Tansley also maintained that two of the men on the boat had been quarrelling and George Thomas had said that he would not work the boat any longer ‘If she were allowed to be in the cabin’ – instead of in the space reserved for passengers. The captain told him to take no notice, but this did not seem to satisfy Thomas, who said that if the captain would pay him the 10s wages he was due, he would leave the boat immediately. Why Thomas was so concerned about Christina being in the cabin with them was never explained.

The crew were evidently still very much inebriated but Christina had little choice but to rejoin the boat as it set off along the canal towards Hoo Mill lock, where the lockkeeper’s wife, Ann Mills, later recollected that she was awakened at about midnight that night by a woman’s cry, which caused her to get up, open the window and look out. A woman was on the deck of a narrow boat, crying quietly to herself, although she did not speak. ‘What’s up?’ cried Ann, and one of the boatmen shouted that they had ‘Been in the canal,’ at which the woman stepped off the boat and asked for her shoes, which she bent down to put on. Shortly afterwards, the lockkeeper’s wife heard the woman say to one of the men on the boat, ‘Don’t attempt me – I’ll not go down.’

Hoo Mill lock, where the lockkeeper’s wife was awakened by Christina Collins’ cries. (Author’s collection)

While the boat was in the lock, Ann Mills asked one of the boatmen who the woman was and received the reply that she was a passenger and that she had her husband with her. This quietened Ann’s fears somewhat and eventually the boat went on its way.

At about 5 o’clock on Monday morning, Thomas Grant, a boatman, was approaching Brindley Bank, near Rugeley, when he saw something in the water. On closer inspection it turned out to be the body of a woman. She was dressed in a blue spotted gown and blue stockings, but without either bonnet or shoes. She was quite dead and although he looked, Grant saw neither footmarks on the canal bank nor any sign of how the woman had got into the water. Manoeuvring his boat skilfully, he pushed the body into the canal side and wharfinger John Johnson dragged the still warm body out of the water. Under the instructions of the parish constable, the body was carried, with some difficulty, up the wooden steps leading to the top of the steep bank and from there was eventually deposited at the Talbot Inn, Rugeley, where the inquest was to take place.

An hour later, Owen’s boat passed through King’s Bromley and was approaching Woodend lock, when Owen, clearly in a confused state, spoke to the lockkeeper’s wife and said to her, ‘I doubt we have had a passenger drowned.’ When she enquired where, Owen said that he did not know. In answer to further questions, Owen, trembling visibly, said that the woman had been in the canal and that he had pulled her out and put her in the cabin. He said that she had seemed deranged and the only words he could make any sense out of were ‘Collins, Collins.’

The Trent & Mersey Canal near Rugeley, where Christina Collins’ body was found. (Author’s collection)

A little later on, Owen’s boat reached Fradley Junction, where they were due to turn into the Coventry Canal. While they were changing horses, Owen told Charles Robotham, the Pickford’s clerk, that he had had a passenger on board and that she had drowned herself. She had already attempted this once before, shouting all the while ‘Collins, Collins,’ which he believed was the name of her husband, and he had pulled her out. When asked by the shocked Robotham why he had allowed the woman to make a second attempt at drowning, he simply replied that he thought the woman was off her head. Owen asked Robotham if he would take the woman’s things off the boat, but was interrupted by George Thomas, who said that the woman would follow them presently, which seemingly implied that she was still alive.

Meanwhile, William Harrison, the police constable at Fazeley, had been alerted by Charles Robotham of the strange goings-on taking place along the towpath, and was waiting for Owen’s boat when it arrived. Before he could utter a word, one of the boatman burst out vehemently, ‘Damn and blast the woman. What do I know about her? If she had a mind to drown herself, she might!’ It was clear to PC Harrison that the crew, with the exception of the boy Muston, were inebriated. He quickly summoned assistance and the men, still cursing and swearing, were handcuffed and taken to the police station, where they were questioned further. Owen said that the woman had jumped out of the boat and that he had tried to hold on to her. ‘In that case,’ said PC Harrison, ‘Why did you let her go?’ to which Owen had no coherent reply. ‘She was a little, fierce-talking woman,’ he said, ‘And I thought she was not quite right.’

In the cabin, PC Harrison found a bonnet, which was crushed; a pair of shoes tied together, a pair of clogs and an apron. Owen said that the apron belonged to his wife, but the rest were his passenger’s. A short time before, PC Harrison discovered that the boy, Muston, had managed to slip his handcuffs, but before he could make off he was promptly locked safely in another room. Muston now said that he wished to be examined and after being shown the body, he identified it as the passenger who had come on board at Preston Brook, bound for London. ‘She did not ride in the part of the boat usually set aside for passengers, but was in the cabin most of the way,’ he told the policeman.

An inquest was convened at the Talbot Inn, Rugeley, before the coroner, Robert Fowke, and what was described in the Staffordshire Advertiser as a ‘very respectable jury.’

According to Muston, who insisted on being heard, the woman had accompanied the three men to the public house when the boat stopped at Stoke Wharf, leaving him behind. They were gone for some time but when they returned, another woman, whom Muston thought was the ostler’s wife, hitched a ride on the boat and stayed with their passenger for about three miles, before disembarking. After that, he went to sleep and did not wake up until the boat reached Colwich. According to the young lad, Owen and Christina were in the same bed, the captain being undressed, although the woman had all her clothes on. The woman then got off the boat and went towards the hedge, presumably to relieve herself, and that was the last time he saw her alive.

Arriving at Brindley Bank, near the aqueduct, it occurred to Muston to ask where the woman was. Someone, he said, suggested that she had fallen overboard and Owen, together with Thomas, went back to search for her. Dawn was breaking as Muston brought the boat to Rugeley wharf, where he fastened it up until the two men came back with the news that they had seen nothing of the missing woman.

The young lad may well have been frightened for his life when he was arrested, but his evidence seems to have been a pack of lies. He claimed that the woman had never been in the water at any time, that he had seen no clothes drying and that the men were sober. This last statement was palpably untrue, given the considerable amount of ale that the crew had consumed since they set off from Preston Brook, and he also denied that Christina had ever cried out ‘Collins, Collins.’

George Thomas was questioned next and confirmed Muston’s statement about the captain and Christina being in the same bed together, but denied that she had got off the boat at Colwich lock. He claimed that he fell asleep and was woken by Owen near Brindley Bank and told that the woman had disappeared. The two men went back along the towpath until Thomas decided that he would go no further. No explanation was given for this decision. The deceased had told him that she was a married woman and he had also heard her call out ‘Collins’ on several occasions.

William Ellis repeated most of Thomas’s story but claimed that Christina and the captain were ‘uncommonly united.’ Again, this seems to fly in the face of what we know about the woman and her relationship with the crew.

James Owen was then taken to see the body of the deceased woman, which he formally identified and afterwards answered a series of questions, broadly along the lines of the replies given by Thomas and Ellis. He gave his answers slowly, with much caution, and said that all three men had drunk a quantity of porter at a beer shop in Stoke (he said three quarts and a pint, although Ellis insisted that it was no more than two quarts). All three men stoutly denied that the woman had consumed any alcohol with them.

He went on to say that he had gone to bed at Aston lock and had awoken at Haywood lock and found the woman in the cabin, crying. He believed at that time that Thomas had been interfering with her and in reply to his question, she said ‘O captain, O my Collins, I will drown myself before I get to London.’ When he tried to question her further, the woman burst into further sobbing and waved him away. Owen also claimed that he had borrowed 6s from the boy Muston, with the intention of paying Thomas off, but approaching Colwich lock, the spat between them seemed to have calmed down and he and Thomas were again working the boat together. By the time they got to Colwich, he did not know where the woman was, being too busy with the boat, and claimed that he had pulled her out of the water sometime earlier. However, she then insisted on climbing up on to the cabin top and the last he saw of her alive, she was standing on the towpath at Colwich. He thought that Christina must have got back on the boat before they moved off and had thrown herself into the water sometime before they reached Rugeley.

Owen also claimed that the other two men were in liquor and when asked how much, he replied, ‘I durst not say how much lest they should dash my brains out!’

Neither the coroner nor anyone else commented on the fact that the canal was only 3ft 6in deep along that section, so that if she had fallen into the water while conscious, Christina might easily have waded to the canal bank and would have been unlikely to drown.

Mr Samuel Barnett, a local surgeon, made a post-mortem examination of the body and could find little in the way of wounds, apart from two small external bruises, which he thought of no consequence. He was of the opinion that Christina Collins had died by suffocation, caused by drowning, and further examination showed that no improper connection had taken place.

It was nearly eleven o’clock in the evening when the examination finished and the coroner adjourned the inquest until the following Monday morning at ten o’clock, ordering that the prisoners should all be kept separately and not be allowed to communicate with one another.

Upon resumption, and after further questioning of James Owen and his two colleagues, during which Owen tried to imply that he was sober, whereas Ellis and Thomas were heavily in drink at the time of Christina’s death, the jury gave a ‘Guilty’ verdict and the three men were charged with the murder of Christina Collins, the boy Muston being allowed to go free.

At the subsequent trial, in front of Mr Justice Williams, which commenced at Stafford on 24 July 1839, Owen, Thomas and Ellis were put up on four separate counts; the first charged them with the wilful murder of Christina Collins by throwing her into the canal, the second was an accusation of rape on the woman, another indictment charged them with common assault and the fourth with stealing certain articles, the property of the husband of the deceased, to which all three accused pleaded not guilty. The boy Muston, it was announced, although originally charged with the others, would now appear as a witness for the Crown. Appearing for the prosecution at Stafford Crown Court were Sergeant Ludlow and Mr F.V. Lee, and for the accused were Mr Godson (for Owen), Mr Yardley (for Thomas) and Mr Beadon (for Ellis).

Sergeant Ludlow opened the proceedings by announcing that he would first move the charge of rape and it was his intention not to offer any evidence against James Owen, as he was willing to act as a witness for the Crown. Mr Godson immediately rose and told the judge that this course of action was being taken without Owen’s consent. Mr Yardley and Mr Beadon, on hearing this surprising news, protested that this would greatly hamper them in their defence of the other two men and the discussion among learned counsel became rather heated, so much so that the judge intervened, saying that as the case was one of supreme importance, he would take the advice of his learned brother Mr Baron Alderson, who was trying a case in another court. He therefore suspended the hearing and when he returned, whatever doubts he had previously entertained appeared to have evaporated and he rather belligerently announced that there was now very little doubt in his mind as to the proper course to be taken in this case. He had known instances, not once, but hundreds of times, when the court had allowed counsel for the prosecution to withhold evidence against one of the accused parties so that they might give evidence on behalf of the Crown.

Sergeant Ludlow then opened his case, which he said was a very important one, involving as it did the life or death of the prisoners. He then proceeded to give a short résumé of the life of Christina Collins and her intention of travelling to London aboard the Staffordshire Knot. The evidence would show, he told the court, that Christina Collins appeared on several occasions to be afraid of some violence from the crew and at one place she was observed to be sharpening a knife. (This may well have been a red herring, as the knife had subsequently been found safely shut away in her baggage.) He would also endeavour to prove not only violence but also coarse and threatening language on the part of the accused men. The boat should have arrived at Fazeley at four o’clock on the Monday morning but was two hours late and the unfortunate woman was by that time missing. Her body was found in the canal at Brindley Bank but whether she was thrown into the water or whether she threw herself in were not questions for the jury’s present consideration, but whether the accused were guilty of the particular charge of rape.

Evidence would be put forward to show that when the body was discovered, her clothes were considerably rent and torn and her drawers in particular were torn in such a way as to show that she had been used with great violence. Sergeant Ludlow went on to assure the court that he would endeavour to obtain the truth from one of the prisoners (Owen) by admitting him as a Crown witness and stressed that in this, he had no other object but to satisfy public justice. Somewhat surprisingly, Owen then told the court that he would not give evidence, at which Sergeant Ludlow observed that he was not surprised to hear him say so!