The last several post have been about the missionaries getting from the Nile River to the area that King Leopold II gave to the Mission. In the last post they finally have a hut to live in and are beginning to learn the language and to do the work they feel they were called to do.
In the meantime Pierre is having problems of his own. This excerpt is from Of Rulers and Ruled published by All Things That Matter Press.
OF RULERS AND RULED
by Paul J. Stam
The sun kept climbing, getting hotter. The time came when most people stopped during the heat of the day, but Claude Armonde was greater than other people and superior to those who would slow down just because it was hot. His glowing blond-white hair went before them like a ball of fire leading the way.
Sweat ran down the backs of the natives, and from under Pierre’s helmet, saturating the back of his neck and running down his face. His shirt and trousers became soaked with sweat, his feet slipped in the moisture inside his boots, and still Armonde pressed on as he always did, his hair perfectly in place, hardly a drop of sweat on his upper lip, no dark stain under his arms. Pierre felt a kinship with the natives who perspired like he did, and thought of how furious Armonde would be if he ever suspected Pierre preferred the company of the natives to his.