Thursday, October 28, 2010

And We Think Rob Ford's An Asshole; Meet Peter Russell

Peter Russell, asshole
Here's how they tell his story: In 1796, Lieutenant Governor John Simcoe, the man who had founded Toronto just three years earlier, was sick. So sick, in fact, that he headed back home to England with his family, never to return. In his absence, he left Peter Russell in charge, one of the city's most illustrious douchebags.

Russell had been born in Ireland, moved to England, and went to school at Cambridge for all of six months before he'd lost so much money playing poker that he was forced to drop out and join the army. In the army, he kept gambling; his next twenty years or so were mostly spent traveling around the world: sometimes fighting wars and sometimes running away from the people he owed money to. When they finally did catch up with him, he even spent a little time in prison. But none of that seems to have kept him from making a good impression on John Graves Simcoe. They had both fought for the British during the American Revolution and when Simcoe became the first Lieutenant Governor of Upper Canada, he invited the desperate, debt-ridden Russell to help run the brand new town of York.

In return, he got a crapload of free land. His first house, Russell Abbey, was built on a spot in town overlooking the lake (near Front and Princess where Abbey Lane is now). His second home was at his farm, Petersfield, a long strip of land running north from Queen to Bloor just west of the Grange. And on top of that, he had hundreds of acres on the hill above Davenport Road around the area where the not-so-coincidentally-named Russell Hill Road runs today.

And he'd get more. Once Simcoe was gone, Russell found new ways to take advantage. He discovered a law that allowed him to seize land from foreigners who hadn't lived in town for at least seven years and he used it.  He appointed himself as a judge, despite the fact that he had no legal experience, so that he could collect the salary. And when it came time to make civic improvements, he was a cheap bastard; on at least one occasion he just plain refused to pay, shocked that in a tiny, isolated town in the middle of a thick forest, with barely any people in it, the cost of labour was rather high.

It seems that even the improvements he did make, he made with a prickish flair. Russell was the one who built the city's first jail, a log hut on King Street where the King Edward Hotel is now, but he didn't bother to include any beds or blankets or stoves to keep it warm during the winter. He extended the town westward out to Peter Street, but couldn't resist naming the street after himself. And when he hired Asa Danforth to spend months in the woods building Kingston Road out toward, um, Kingston, Russell figured he was the hero. "I expect the Gratitude of the People will erect a Statue to my memory for it," he declared.

But all of that is nothing compared to the real reason he stands apart from most of the other corrupt, pompous, self-serving, political assholes this city has seen: this asshole owned slaves.

Simcoe had wanted to abolish slavery right from the very beginning, but slave owners in the legislature—including, it seems, Russell—fought against it, forcing a compromise: they could keep the slaves they already had in town, but it would be illegal to bring in any more, and the children would be freed when they turned 25. They say it was the first legislation to actively limit slavery in the history of the British Empire.

From what I've read, there were 15 slaves in York (though there were ten more just outside of town), and the majority were owned by Russell and his fellow jerkface, William Jarvis. They had six each. Russell enslaved Mr. Pompadour, his wife Peggy and their four children. And he wasn't happy with them. His sister called them "insolent" and "pilfering". And after Peggy tried to run away yet again, Russell decided to split the family up. He placed this ad in the Upper Canada Gazette:

The ad didn't turn up any buyers or win Russell many fans in the anti-slavery crowd. And those folks weren't his only enemies. There was even a new saying in town, poking fun at his corruption: "I, Peter Russell, convey to you, Peter Russell." So when Simcoe officially resigned, Russell was passed over for the promotion and lost most of his power. Once he'd been overlooked for a second time, he was pissed off enough to announce that he intended to move back to England. But by that point, he owned 75,000 acres of Upper Canada and he couldn't find anyone to buy it. He was stuck here. And in 1808, he had a stroke. The cure—a mustard plaster and a quart of wine laced with crushed deer antler—didn't work. He died.


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After Russell's death, the Pompadours were passed down to his sister, Elizabeth, who gave away one of the daughters as a gift. After that, people aren't sure what happened to them. There's some more info about the family here

One of the foreigners Russell screwed over was William Berczy, who built Yonge Street, will get his own blogpost eventually, and was also hired to build Russell Abbey. You can see a drawing of the house here. It eventually ended up being owned by another one of the city's most blogpost-worthy citizens, Robert Baldwin, who helped bring responsible government to Canada.

Oh and there's also Russell Creek, one of our buried underground streams, named after him. And Bedford Road is called Bedford Road because he wanted to honour the Duke of Bedford, a man his father dubiously claimed they were related to. 

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Peter Russell, 1799


  1. Wicked piece of writing, and well researched. Wish the link to the picture of Peggy was still active. Do you know where I could see a picture of her? Thanks,

  2. Hmm, yeah, fixed the link. And in case it still doesn't work, you'll find the page here:

  3. Hi Adam! Thanks for that :) And thanks for getting back so fast!

  4. Would have been quite interesting if the language used was better, it makes some of us think you aren't that smart or accurate.

  5. Well thanks, Anonymous, for reading it anyway. If by "better" you mean that you're unhappy with the use of swearing and informal language, I can tell you that it's a very conscious decision on my part (an effort to make Canadian history seem less formal and stuffy). If that gives you the impression that I'm not smart or accurate, I can only hope that you'll give some thought to reassessing the criteria you use to determine whether or not someone is smart or accurate. (For instance, you might consider basing it on their intelligence and/or accuracy.)

  6. Mr. Bunch,
    You've got a huge hate on for a man you never met and know very little about. This is a sad example of bad history written by a person with a mean tongue and a few skewed facts in his hands.

    First rules of history: considered your subject's story within the context of his time and place. Don't rely entirely on secondary sources. (When you do rely on some earlier writer's work, consider THEIR bias, a product of THEIR time and place.) Take some time, history is neither made nor written in a day. Read a bit of what your subject left behind. In Peter Russell's case you can go to the Toronto Reference Library and read some of his letters, and those of his sister Elizabeth. Most of the rest of their correspondence is on microfilm at the Ontario Archives.

    I take particular exception to your comparing Peter Russell, an intelligent, hardworking and dedicated public servant, to our HORROR of a mayor, Rob Ford.

    Lt.-Governor John Graves Simcoe, whom you seem to admire for no more good reason than you despise Peter Russell, explained Russell's appointment as Receiver General this way: "a most respectable and capable Servant of his King & Country". And when Simcoe decided to leave Upper Canada, not so much sick as in a sulk about losing control of his beloved Queen's Rangers, he considered Russell "in all respects the proper person" to manage the government of Upper Canada during his absence.

    Edith Firth, a leading authority on the founding history of Toronto, summarized Peter Russell's work in Upper Canada this way:

    "Russell has never been considered one of the great men of Ontario. Although later criticism has rather unjustly charged him with greed for land, his contemporaries objected to his greed for fees and offices. As administrator he was cautious, practical, capable, and painstaking. Unlike Simcoe he had little imagination, sometimes had difficulty making decisions, and was willing to devote much thought and effort to detail.

    "Russell, however, was administrator, not lieutenant governor, and he had neither the authority nor the security of governorship. Yet the record of legislation during his administration is impressive, not for great statutes but for those which corrected abuses, improved conditions, or made the machinery of government work more smoothly. Russell was not a great man and his abilities may have been pedestrian, but his accomplishments were very real."

    Source: "Peter Russell" by Edith G. Firth, 1983, in the Dictionary of Canadian Biography Online:

    For more on Peter Russell's three years as provincial administrator (1796-99), see the essays at the beginning of each of the three volumes of The Russell Papers. (The correspondence of the Honourable Peter Russell : with allied documents relating to his administration of the government of Upper Canada during the official term of Lieut.-Governor J. G. Simcoe, while on leave of absence.) Collected and edited by Brigadier General E.A. Cruickshank and Andrew F. Hunter for the Ontario Historical Society, in three volumes, 1932-36. These volumes are available in the stacks at the Toronto Reference Library, here's the library link:

    With regards to the Russells and the Pompadore slave family, there is a indeed a fascinating story to be told there, but you certainly didn't figure out what it was. (See, it's not pleasant being the target of a cheap shot, is it?)

    Regards, Wendy Smith
    The Toronto Park Lot Project

    1. Well, thanks for taking the time to respond. I'm not sure why this post strikes you as particularly pro-Simcoe. But I'm certainly no fan of Russell. If you have more information that suggests Peter Russell owning other people wasn't a horror on a scale even greater than those committed by the current mayor — who I certainly have no fondness for — I'd be fascinated to hear what it is. I am aware of the Dictionary of Canadian Biography entry, but it certainly seemed to be the minority opinion and not one echoed in more recent writing.

  7. If we are to start vilifying everyone in the past for their transgressions according to todays morality we might end up with a long long list. Start your virtue signalling by judging the ancient Greeks, work your way forward to Rome, the Dark ages, the Middle Ages etc. When you are finished pillorying the West, be sure to start again with problematic Asian, African and Native American practices, regimes and empires. Good luck!