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The fourth morning I killed a beef , a forage-wagon came forward and took half of it back to the cavalry camp with our greetings and farewell , and we parted company . Don Lovell met us about noon , elated as a boy over his purchase of the hay ranch . My brother had gone on to the railroad and thence by train to Miles City to meet his remuda and outfit . `` Boys , I have bought you a new home , '' was the greeting of old man Don , as he dismounted at our noon camp . `` There 's a comfortable dugout , stabling for about ten horses , and seventy-five tons of good hay in the stack . The owner was homesick to get back to God 's country , and he 'll give us possession in ten days . Bob will be in Little Missouri to-day and order us a car of sacked corn from Omaha , and within a month we 'll be as snug as they are down in old Medina .