We are very much pleased with the country up here. We find it very healthful, apparently. The elevation is good,—four to six thousand feet,—and almost free of mosquitoes on the plateau. Perennial springs furnish splendid water, which it is not usually necessary to boil. Of course you know this plateau is the source of the big rivers of Africa, the Nile and the Zambezi. Game is abundant.
Lions, leopards, and hyenas are our companions. I can understand pretty well now the text, “And was with the wild beasts.” Almost every night, we are wakened by their roaring about the bungalow, sometimes a quartet of lions and hyenas. Last night, a leopard left tracks in some fresh mud plaster on the veranda. But “none of these things move” us, I am happy to say.
We would like very much to go on into the Belgian Kongo, on the west of Lake Tanganyika, if we are not allowed to locate in the British territory soon. The natives about us, formerly very warlike, are intelligent, and probably unsurpassed physically.
