The sheriff placed these pieces upon the ground.

Then he laid hold of Moore's crutch, which was carried like a rifle in a sheath hanging from the saddle, and, drawing it forth, he carefully studied the round cap on the end.

Next he inserted this end into both the little circles on the pieces of mud.
They fitted perfectly.

The cowboys bent over to get a closer view, and Billings was wagging his head.

Old Belllounds had an earnest eye for them, also.