CHAPTER XV.
THE HERMIT’S SECRET.
All three of the boys were much mystified by the old hermit’s words.
“He must be a little off in his head,” thought Harry.
“Who is Abraham?” asked Jerry.
“This is Abraham!” cried the hermit. “Are you not Abraham?” he went on to Blumpo.
“I reckon not, sah. I’se jess plain Blumpo Brown.”
“Blumpo Brown! Ha! how well I remember that name! You are indeed Abraham, and I am your father!”
And the hermit caught Blumpo in his arms. It is needless to say the youth was frightened and bewildered.