It was a dark and stormy night. July 1907. A police officer was patrolling the shores of Humber Bay, walking along the lakefront at Sunnyside, when he heard sounds floating to him across the water. It was late, long after midnight, and the weather was miserable — it had been raining on and off for hours. But someone was still out there on the bay. It sounded like a group of young men, singing and having fun, loud enough to be heard over the rattling hum of their boat engine.