While living in the Dakota Territory, Father filed a claim near part of the Breene farm. We had to drive the cattle from the train station in Potter County to the claim. Day and night we herded those critters to keep them from straying. I'd rather spend a whole week in the shirtwaist factory than have to drive cattle ever again. We stopped in Aberdeen and our horses got sick. A veterinary came and shot all but one. Father, not one to give up so quick, bought an ox team and proceeded to the claim.
Water was scarce on our land, so we drove our cattle to the McGinity place. About five miles out, their hooves were sore from so much travel, so we hauled 20 barrels of water a day. Father attempted to dig a well. At 90 feet, the well started to cave in. Alice and William pulled him out, but the pick and shovel are still there to this day.
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