scovered that when Belt was last seen a young man,
who gave himself the name of Elseworth, was staying with him. The
description indicated that Elseworth and Cashel were one and the same.
Belt's horse, saddle, shot gun, clothes and money, including a $50.00
gold bill, had vanished. It looked like a murder case, and so
Superintendent Sanders put our old friend Constable Pennycuick, who had
unearthed O'Brien in the Yukon, on the trail of Cashel. Every detachment
of the Police was put on the scent. In a while a man, answering Cashel's
description, stole a diamond ring up in the edge of the mountains and,
despite great cunning, was arrested by Constable Blyth at Anthracite. He
was wearing some clothes like Belt's and had the diamond ring. Then
Constable Pennycuick, hearing that Cashel had been staying at a
half-breed camp near Calgary, went there and got some clothing Cashel
had left there. Part of it was the rest of Belt's corduroy suit.
Pennycuick also got track of the $50.00 gold bill which had been seen by
some of the half-breeds with Cashel. Pennycuick traced Cashel's route
from Belt's to near Calgary with Belt's clothes, horse, saddle and the
aforesaid $50.00 gold certificate. But thus far there was no evidence
that Belt was not alive somewhere, and so Cashel was tried for stealing
and sentenced to the penitentiary. Two months later the river gave up
its dead, and the body was identified by certain marks and by an iron
clamp on the heel of the boot. Bullet holes in the body of the same
calibre as the revolver and rifle carried by Cashel completed the
evidence. He was brought back from the penitentiary, charged with
murder, and after a trial in which he was brilliantly defended by Mr.
Nolan of Calgary, was sentenced to be hanged.

But the end was not yet. John Cashel, a brother from Wyoming, had come
up and was given permission to see Ernest in the cell. As he entered the
chaplain was leaving and the guard being relieved. Taking advantage of
the situation, John Cashel slipped his brother two loaded revolvers with
which that evening Ernest held up the unarmed Constables and made his
escape. It was a dark night, with heavy snow falling, and this clever
and daring criminal well armed got clear away. Then the alarm was sent
out, detachments were notified and Commissioner Perry, accompanied by
Inspector Knight, went up to Calgary to take personal direction of the
search. Evidently, as happens in such cases this outlaw had fr