Progress Of Man (pt. 3)
They left the trail and Father Banyard nearly forgot all about his Christian charity and mission here in Kenya. A hard rain for most of April had turned everything to sludge. What was the point of traveling halfway around the world to a drier clime if you were going to be wet when you got there? Someone had told him Kenya was hot and dry: so far they’d been half-right. He’d arrived in March, 1861, in a humid drizzle, and it hadn’t stopped raining until yesterday. People reassured him the rains stopped by June and the interior was “African,â? but Banyard had become edgy and skeptical since discovering Catholics, besides which the new sources were Mohammedans and he knew how far he could trust those.