The riddle of the rangeland

Sheriff Lafe Ogden long-barreled blue revolver in his hand knocked lightly on the rough pine door of the Red Rock ranger station. Then he stepped back softly and pressed himself close to the log-and-plaster wall beside his deputy Seth Markey and young Otis Carr. There was no answer from within. The Sheriff raised his shaggy brows pursed his lips and whistled softly. With a jerk of his head in the direction of the others he stepped forward again. Suddenly he flung the door wide.“Good God!” The exclamation burst from his lips and checked the sudden advance of the two pushing forward on his heels...