Debuting in that match against India was England's original blond bombshell, decades before Stuart Broad was even a concept. The bespectacled Bill Bowes was one of the tallest bowlers and characters of English cricket in the thirties. He might well have been the finest pace bowler of the era in England, with his average of 16.76 standing well clear of other fast or fast-medium bowlers such as Larwood, Nichols or Smith, though it is hard not to conclude that he benefited from favourable conditions, with his county teammate Verity paying a ludicrous 14.9 runs per wicket. Batsmen certainly did not find visits to Yorkshire congenial at this time.
Two things strike one when watching Bowes. The first is that he is very messy looking, far from the free flowing bowlers of the fifties or the mechanical actions of today. Copying a local club bowler and content with a run up cut down to ten steps when playing for the MCC by that erstwhile advocate of not running far, Walter Brearley, Bowes' delivery is far from what we would expect of a professional bowler. He trotted in (especially later in his career), more a cart-horse than the thoroughbred gallop of today's express bowlers, and crossed his feet awkwardly while landing rather chest on for the time. Raising both arms stiffly up he then simply flopped the left down while the right wheeled around to follow it. Not very pretty, but often devastatingly effective.
The other thing is that he isn't fast. Bowes had a deserved reputation early in his career for making the ball buzz about the heads of batsmen, which helped in his selection on the 32/33 Australia tour. Yet he was never ranked more than fast-medium, and found that his short bowling was often expensive on the desperately slow, flat pitches that dominated Australia at the time. That said Wagner has shown that you don't need to be quick to severely discomfort batsmen, and the even slower Copeland has recently found success with short stuff in the Sheffield Shield.
Instead Bowes' real strength was in skill, combined with the natural lift of his high, forward delivery and endurance. After repositioning his feet (I assume closing off a little) he learned to swing the ball deftly away as well as in, and in the old-fashioned manner could spin the ball off wet surfaces to devastating effect as he did when he took his best test figures against the West Indies in 1939. This was combined with great accuracy which he may not have possessed had he banked on speed.
His test career, like that of so many an English bowler in the era, was rather stop-start, even though he had the best average of any the main England pace bowlers of the time. His only test in 32/33 yielded his famous wicket of Bradman for a first ball duck, bowled pulling a simple long-hop onto the stumps. Yet this was his only wicket of the match, and when Voce was injured for a later match leg-spinner Mitchell was preferred. He would take 6/34 in a rain-ruined match against New Zealand but never toured again. He bowled well against the powerful 1934 Australian side on flat pitches but never played a full series against any team. After being taken prisoner of war at Tobruk in 1942 he lost much weight and with it his strength and endurance, being only capable of short spells. Although his one post-war test against India was ineffectual he could still get batsmen out domestically. He retired at the end of the 1947 season and went on to have a long career as a writer and journalist.