They cut his throat
from ear to ear,
His head they
battered in.
His name was Mr
William Weare,
He lived in Lyons
Inn.
William Weare was a solicitor, gambler and murder
victim. His name is rarely mentioned but
the Radlett Murder or the Elstree Murder, as it is also called, is notorious. Accused of his murder were Joseph Hunt,
professional singer and former keeper of the Army and Navy Coffee House in St
Martin’s Lane, Mr Probert a former wine dealer who owned a cottage near Elstree
and John Thurtell, a successful prize fighter who was the son of Alderman Thurtell of Norwich,
All four men were well known in the murky world of gambling
in early 19th century London. Weare was
a careful, successful gambler who was known to carry at least £1000 about his
person. He had won £300 from John
Thurtell playing blind hookery, a
card game.
In October 1823 suspicions were aroused of a dreadful crime
in the area of Gill’s Hill Lane in Elstree.
Shots had been heard on the Friday night and next morning, workmen found
a bloody knife and a pistol in the undergrowth.
Local authorities investigated suspicious behaviour by men staying at Mr
Probert’s cottage, who had been seen searching the Lane, saying that their gig
had thrown them the night before.
It transpired that John Thurtell had invited Weare down to
Probert’s cottage for a weekend’s shooting.
Probert and Hunt had travelled separately from Thurtell and Weare and they
spent 45 minutes drinking five brandies at the Artichoke in Elstree. Meanwhile, in a separate chaise along the
road, Thurtell shot at Weare giving him a glancing wound on the cheek. Running for his life, Weare promised to return
Thurtell’s money, but his throat was cut and his skull caved in by the butt of a
pistol.
It would appear that only one man was guilty but the other
two men were probably involved in the plot to attack Weare and they certainly
helped to cover up the murder. Arriving
at Probert’s cottage at 9 pm, the men dined with Probert’s young wife. After she retired to bed the men stayed up
all night drinking and smoking but the servant, Susan Ann Woodrough said that
they went out from 10 to 11 pm with a candle and a lantern. This must have been when they collected the
body from the lane, over the back of a horse and then concealed it in the fish
pond by the cottage.
Next day Hunt and Thurtell returned to London, promising to
be back at the cottage on Sunday. In town, Hunt bought cord and a new sack and
on their arrival in Elstree, John Thurtell used the chaise to transport the
body to Hill-slough pond, two miles from the cottage. He used the cord and sacking to wrap up the
body, weighed down with stones.
Soon after his arrest, Joseph Hunt confessed to his
knowledge of the murder and showed the Magistrate where the body could be
found. Probert also confessed to some
involvement, telling how Thurtell shared out £24 from the dead man and put a
gold watch chain round Mrs Probert’s neck.
The cottage had been full with a family party that Sunday so at first Mrs
Probert, her sister Mrs Noyes and John Thurtell’s brother, Thomas, were also
arrested.
Newspapers throughout the country were full of gruesome
details about the brains attached to the pistol and John’s bloody
clothing. A partially dug 6 foot grave
was found close to the cottage and testimony of Hunt’s purchase of 2 pistols
and a new spade helped to incriminate him.
The Caledonian Mercury talked of the diabolical ferocity of the murder
and the cold blooded villainy of the plan.
John Thurtell was condemned to death and hanged on January 9th
1824. A waxwork of his body was
exhibited at Madam Tussaud’s for 150 years, although his actual body had been
dissected. Joseph Hunt was also
sentenced to death but this was commuted to Transportation. After serving his term in Botany Bay, Joseph
became a respectable police officer with a wife and two children. Probert was released, a ruined man and his
many crimes caught up with him, when in 1825 he was arrested for stealing a
horse and was hanged at Newgate.
During the trial in 1823, Probert’s cottage became a popular
place to visit. The tenant charged one
shilling per head and made over £200.
These visitors included the Marchioness of Salisbury and, a few years
later, Sir Walter Scott. The furniture was
sold and the house torn down.
Although his hands
were warm with blood,
He down to supper
sat,
And passed the time
in merry mood,
With drink and songs
and chat.
I enjoyed this! Just right for a Sunday morning! How the press (even then) enjoyed weltering in gore and blood!!! Brillliant!
ReplyDeleteYes, they look boring with no pictures but the vivid content of the text is like a cross between the News of the World & the Daily Mail.
DeleteHow incompetent to lose the murder weapons. In the engraving of the burial I couldn't help notice the rather inelegant chimney pipe on the church.
ReplyDeleteAt least the awful chimney makes the church look real.
ReplyDeleteEnjoyed this. It's interesting to see how sensational news reports aren't a modern phenomenon. I'm amazed by the £200 the tenant made at 1/- a time. That was a huge sum in those days.
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