The King of the School, or, Who will Win? — page 149: what you’re looking at

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THE KING OF THE SCHOOL; OR, WHO WILL WIN? depart, and we believe he left the country. Atall events he was no more heard of. Frank then went home to see his darling mother, for so busy had he been that he had not been able to call upon her. She forgave him when she heard how he had employed his time, and that he had regained all his father’s estates. _ She clasped him in her arms, and xissed her own dear boy over and over again. * * * 7 * ws It is now necessary to skip over a space of time. Frank went back to Lexicon College for another half-year; but no one dared dispute his position as King of the School. Then he graduated at Oxford, along with his friends the earl of Pembridge and Fitzgerald, the latter youth being deeply in love with Lady Florence Walworth, the young peer’s sister. All three left the university in triumph, with the proud privilege of writing B.A. after their names; and then Frank began seriously to think of marrying, while the Earl of Pembridge was all impatience to lead Lizzie Conway to the altar. The two girls, it should be under- stood, had paid more than one visit to Mrs. Egerton, and that lady had quite overcome her prejudices against the milliner. Amongst those invited was professor Moeritz, who one day was observed to be very intently studying a scrap of paper. 143 Suddenly a hand was passed over his shoulder, and it was snatched from him—by Mr. Conway! — “That writing!” said he. “Sav, Herr Professor, where did you get it?” “ On the Konigsthul by Heidelsberg. I know it was written by Laura Wertheim, and was, I believe, given by her to an Englishman named Fairfax Egerton. I loved Laura.” “So did I; and she afterwards be- came my wife. For £ am Fairfax Egerton, uncle to this gallant young man who is about to wed my daughter.” ‘You are not the Englishman with whom I fought!” ‘Am I not? see.” Mr. Conway, alias Egerton, tore off a huge false beard and whiskers, dis- playing features very like those of our hero, who immediately asked— ‘¢But why have you so long con- cealed yourself from us, dear uncle?” ‘Because I dreaded lest my pure- hearted children should hear of the vices and follies I was guilty of in my youth, and despise me. But it matters not now; you will love Kate none the less for finding that she is your cousin. No, rather the more.” Three days afterwards three weddings took place; Kate Conway became Mrs. Frank Egerton, Lizzie found herself Countess of Pembridge, while Lady Florence Walworth disgusted several titled old tabbies by wedding Fitz- gerald, a mere commoner. Happiness was the lot of each, and happiness surely they deserved, none more so than THE KING OF THE SCHOOL. a TT a Next week we shall have a New Story to in- troduce to you, entitled, “UNLUCKY BOB; OR, OUR BOYS AT SCHOOL.” No. 2 we shall give away with No, 1, and the price will be the usual modest 4d. per week. If you have enjoyed ‘Ine King of the School,” follow on every Monday with its successor, ‘“éUNLUCKY BOB.” GO DOC CO mn