"There was a meeting of the union last night?"
"Sure there was."
"How do you know?"
"Friend of mine was there and told me about it. And you ain't heard about it?"
"I certainly have not. What was done?"
"A lot of things was done."
"That's queer. My postal notifying me of the meeting did not reach me until this morning. When did you get yours?" asked the lad of the foreman with whom he had been talking.
"I got mine this morning, too."
"That explains it, then; but it is odd that no one said anything about it yesterday."
"Probably didn't get their cards till after supper last night. Well, I guess we didn't miss much," added the foreman, with a grin.