The Press., 1892-01-28
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 There was only one policeman to en- force the law in a territory the size of Rhode Island. He was quite as remark able in his way as any other development of that embryotic civilization. His name was Jack Kirkup, and all who knew him spoke of him as being physically the most superb example of manhood in the Dominion. Six feet and three inches in height, with the chest, neck and limbs Eof giant. his 300 pounds of weight were so exactly his complement as to give him the symmetry of an Apollo. He was good looking, with the beauty of round faced, good natured boy, and his, thick hair fell ill q cluster of ringlets over his forehead and upon bis neck.
 No knight of Arthur's circle can have been more picturesque a figure in the forest than this Jack. He was as neat as a dandy. He wore high boots and corduroy knickerbockers, a flannel shirt and sack coat, and rode his big bay horse with the ease and grace of Sko- beleff. He smoked like a fire of green brush. In dozen years he had slept more frequently in the open air upon pebble beds or ill trenches in the snow, than upon ordinary bedding, and he ex. hibited, in his graceful movements, his sparkling eyes and trpddy cheeks, his massive frame and his imperturbable good nature, degree of health and viger that would seem insolent to the average New Yorker.
 Now that the railroad was building he kept ever on the trail, along what was called .'the right of way"-goine from camp to camp to jump" peddlert and gamblers and to quell disorder-ex cept on pay day, once month, when he staid at Sproat's Landing.
 The echoes of his fearless behavior and lively adventures rang in every gather ing. The general tenor of the stories was to the effect that he usually gave one warning to evil doers, aad if they did not heed tlat he ''cleaned them out. He carried revolver, but never hac used it. Even when the most notorious gam Jler on our border had crossed ovel into J4ck's bailiwick the policeman de pended, upon his fists. He had met tht gamblersapd had advised" him to take the cars next day. The gambler, in re ply, had suggested that both would ge along more quietly if each minded hi own affairs. .whereupon Kirkup had said "You hear me; take the cars out of her, tomorrow" The little community G
 was Donald, B, C., a very rough place 8 1 the time) held it's breathing for twenty four hours. and at the approach of trail time was on tiptoe with strained anxiety At twenty minutes before the hour tn l policeman, amiable and easy going 8 ever in appearance, began tour of th
 houses. It was in a tavern that he fount the gambler.
 You must take the train, said he. You can't make me" replied tn gambler.
 There were no more words. In tw
 minutes the giant was carrying the linn body of the ruf6an to wagon, in whicl he drove him to jail. There he washe l the blood off the gamblers face an tidied his collar and scarf. From ther
 the couple walked to the cars, wher
 they parted amicably.
 l T had to Do little rough, said Kirh up to the loungers at the station, 'be cause he was armed like a>pincushior g and. didn't want to kill him. .r-Julia
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