These days Stanley
Hobday would be described as 'vertically challenged'; in 1933, he was
described by one witness as "an overgrown dwarf." Hobday was also
extremely stupid.
Police investigating the killing at
8 Moor Street, West Bromwich, soon found out that there had been another
break-in that Sunday night. This had occurred at a butcher's shop, owned
by Robert Arthur Newton, in nearby Bromford Lane. A few pounds had been
stolen but the burglar had left behind a few things. Firstly there was a
bowl of soapy water and Newton's razor. The burglar had shaved himself.
Secondly, he had left out a sewing basket where he had used a needle and
thread. Thirdly, he had left his fingerprints. These were on an empty
bottle of milk that he had helped himself to.
One of the greatest experts in the
field of fingerprinting was Chief Inspector Fred Cherrill of Scotland
Yard. It took him minutes to identify the culprit responsible for the
break-in at the butcher's and, probably, the murder. It was the first
time that the BBC used its network to broadcast the description of a man
who police wanted 'to help them with their inquiries.'
By this time Hobday was on his way
north from Birmingham after stealing a Jowett motorcar from close to the
scene of the Bromford Lane burglary. An Irish labourer was working in a
field near High Leigh, in Cheshire, when he was astonished to see a
maroon car come hurtling through the air, turn a full somersault and
land back on its wheels. The driver got out and walked away. This was
Hobday. Always leaving something behind was Stanley, this time it was
his suitcase, as well as his fingerprints on the starting handle.
Hobday walked. He got almost as far
as Carlisle on foot. Then he got entangled with a herd of cows being
taken along the road for milking. 'Watty' Bowman, the cowman, (no pun
intended) was sure that he knew the man stuck in the middle of his herd,
but could not think where from. 'Watty' owned a radio set and it later
dawned on him that he recognised him from the description that had been
broadcast.
A couple of hours later PC Elder, of
the Cumberland Constabulary, faced the diminutive figure and 21-year-old
Stanley Hobday 'went quietly'. His trial took place at Stafford Assizes
in November 1933. The evidence was conclusive and the jury took only
forty-five minutes to find him guilty. Hobday was hanged by Thomas
Pierrepoint, assisted by his nephew, Albert. The entry in Pierrepoint's
diary for 29th December 1933 read "Hobday. 8am, Winson Green Prison,
Birmingham."
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