I had of course a purpose for my errand. Some where in the desert there lived a dragon whose liar I was bent on finding. The dragon’s name was Adrian Caussanel, Jesuit by profession ………..

Never have I met a man so lean. He confided to me that for eighteen years he had not tasted solid food; his diet was only of milk and soup – not out of mortification, but with a view to exercise the demon of dyspepsia which tormented him….

Fr. Caussanel lived among his people as in the Old Testament lived his equals, men of God and healers of the sick….

At the time of my visit , a part of his flock had a violent quarrel with him, but he went on serving as best he could even those who challenged his authority; his affection for his rebel sheep was not weakened by their waywardness.

Mr. Chartres Molony