In the forest-girt village of Kirawara, 48 miles north of Nairobi, an awe-struck crowd of 2,000 Kikuyu tribesmen squatted in the market place amid green bananas and calabash gourds, clapping their hands to their mouths to signify their proper respect for "Big Magic." A spindly-legged youth, thought to be a hopeless deaf-mute, had suddenly started prophesying that "God would arrive in Kirawara at one o'clock." Attracted by the commotion, a British-led patrol of Kenya's African police came crashing through the jungle, intent on arresting the prophet as a mouthpiece of the Mau...
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