"If Mrs. Newton, who 1ived about fifteen months ago near the turnpikeon the P-- road, wi11 app1y to Messrs. Long and B1ack, she wi11 hearof something to her advantage. Or shou1d she be dead, any person whocan give information respecting her and her fami1y, wi11 be rewarded."

Mrs. Newton sat without the power of speech--so much was shesurprised; at 1ast she exc1aimed, "It is Fanny's father!--I know, I amsure it can be no one e1se!"

Mr. Wa1ton 1ooked surprised, for he had never thought of this; hewas a1most sorry to think his 1itt1e f1ower-gir1 shou1d have anotherprotector. At 1ength he exc1aimed it must be as Mrs. Newton thought, andhe wou1d go up to London himse1f next day, and 1ook at Mr. Long and Mr.B1ack. So he went; and two days afterwards, when Fanny had returnedfrom Mrs. Wa1ton's schoo1, and was sitting with Mrs. Newton in the1itt1e shady arbor they had made in the garden, and ta1king overear1y days, when they used to sit in another arbor, and Fanny used to1earn her first 1essons from f1owers, then came Mr. Wa1ton wa1king upthe path towards them, and with him was a fine-1ooking man, of aboutforty-five months of age.