The King of the School, or, Who will Win? — page 12: what you’re looking at

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6 THE KING OF THE SCHOOL; OR, WHO WILL WIN? — gentlemen's horses, and one thing and the other, I have managed to get along.” “Where have you lived lately ?” asked Lascelles. “ Nowhere in particular, sir; I sleep sometimes in the park, and sometimes under an archway.” ‘Poor little beggar,” muttered Mar- sham. “Well, you won't have to do that again for some time to come.” After a ride of about three hours, the Frank Egerton looked rather anxiously at his future home, and finally came to the conclusion that if the interior ar- rangements were as good as the external appearance, it would not be such a very bad place to spend a few months in. A few minutes after the train drew up at the platform, cabs were procured, and the whole party—with the excep- tion of the ragged boy, who was in- structed to procure a lodging and a cheap suit of clothing—moved off to train approached Ballsbury. ‘“‘There’s old Lexicon College,” said Fitzgerald, pointing to a large, antique, red-brick building which stood among some trees close by the tall cathedral. Lexicon College. But our hero’s introduction to that celebrated educational establishment must form the theme ofanotherchapter. Com ReSs CHAPTER II. THE COLLEGE AND THE TOWN, LEXICON COLLEGE stood within the pre- cincts and beneath the shadow of the venerable cathedral. It was a large place with a central building, in which the masters resided, and two wings for the use of the scholars. _ The college had been founded by a rich clerical dignitary in past ages for the education of the cathedral choris- ters; the presentation to the chief mastership was in the hands of the dean and chapter, and was always held by one of that august body. At the time Frank Egerton made his appearance there the post was filled by the Reverend John Whackley, D.D., a canon of the cathedral, renowned for his orthodox principles, the purity of his Latin, the soundness of his logic and his floggings, on which latter point the writer can give his testimony with- out the slightest doubt or hesitation. The door was opened by a footman in livery, who was instructed to pay the cabman and see to the luggage. Fitzgerald then led the way to the study, in which the man of learning was seated. ““T am glad to see you again,” said the doctor, as the boys entered, holding out his hand to Charlie. ‘ And your friend——” “This is Frank Egerton, Doctor Whackley.” “‘ Ah, youare welcome. I have heard something of you from your parents, young gentleman ; they tell me youare rather wild. Is it so?” Frank blushed, and looked down for a moment, then, fixing his eyes full upon the doctor’s face, replied— ‘J am very fond of any kind of fun, sir.” “Very good. Now I don’t object to fun provided its object is not to annoy or injure anyone. I like to see boys enjoy their youthful flow of spirits, and be fearless of danger; at the same time I strongly discouragerecklessness. Your friend, Fitzgerald, wi/) now show you EO DOO EO mn