"Where does your mother live?"
They named the street.
"Will you take me there?"
"Yes, ma'am. We must go this way;" and they turned off in the direction of their home.
"What is your name?" I inquired of the elder child.
"Mary Ann ——."
"And what is your's?"
"Ellen ——," answered the younger.
"Have you any brothers and sisters?"
"We have one sister and one brother. Her name is Joanna, and his is Michael. A man took Michael away the fifth of July—the day after the Fourth—and we haven't seen him since. Mother thinks we shall never see him again."