Josepha had rung the bell outside and was setting plates and serving bowls on the table as everyone wandered in. The newspaper she had been looking at a few days before lay open on the table and Mayme, who had been helping Josepha with preparations for lunch, sat down and began to read one of the stories aloud. “ ‘It is with great,’ ” she read, then slowly tried to make out the next word, “ ‘an . . . tic . . . uh . . . pa . . . shun . . .’ ” “Anticipation,” sounded a voice behind her. Micah Duff had just walked in with Jeremiah and Ward. “Keep going—you’re doing fine,” he added. Mayme smiled and bent down to the paper again. “ ‘It is with great anticipation that workers for the Union Pacific,’ ” she went on slowly. As she read Micah slowly walked to the table and stood beside her. “ ‘. . . and Central Pacific Railroads continue .
