It  seems that sometime around the turn of the 1800s, when our city was  still just a town only a few years old, John Sullivan and Michael  Flannery went out one night and got totally shitfaced together. Sullivan  was an Irish tailor and they called Flannery "Latin Mike" because he  liked to recite Latin proverbs, which I guess was a thing back then. At  some point their drunk asses must have run out of money, because Latin  Mike decided to forge a bank note worth about three shillings so that  Sullivan could use it to buy more booze. Shockingly, their plan  backfired and while Latin Mike managed to escape and fled to the States,  Humphrey Sullivan landed in Toronto's first jail, sentenced to death.  Which, you know, seems a little harsh. 
The jail was brand new, built on the orders of the slave-owning gambling addict/politician, Peter Russell,  who was running the young town while Lieutenant Governor John Simcoe  (the dude who founded Toronto) was back in England, slowly dying. The  "gaol" was built on King Street, where the King Edward hotel is now  (there's a plaque)  and as you may have guessed from the drawing above, it was a little  wooden building with a log fence. Inside, there was just enough room for  three prisoners and it seems that while Sullivan was there it was  filled to capacity. Next door to him was John Small, on trial for having  recently killed the Attorney-General in the city's first duel. And in  the other cell was a Mr. McKnight. When the officials running Sullivan's  execution ran into trouble finding someone willing to do the actual  executing, it was McKnight they convinced to do it in return for $100  and a pardon.
McKnight,  however, was not awesome at hanging people. He screwed up the first  attempt. And then the second. By the third, even Sullivan was getting  impatient, saying something along the lines of: "McKnight, I hope to  goodness you've got the rope all right this time."
He did. 
Photo: Toronto's first jail
Adam Bunch is the Editor-in-Chief   of The Little Red Umbrella and the creator of The Toronto Dreams   Project. You can read the rest of his posts here or follow him on Twitter here.
This post originally appeared on the Toronto Dreams Project Historical Ephemera Blog, which   tells stories about the history of Toronto, including tales of bank   robbers, duels and 100 year-old fish. You can read more highlights from   it here, or visit it yourself here.











1 comments:
Oh man, every detail of this is so horrifying!
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