THE KASAI REGION.
“I have been here a month, and I am far from regretting my new residence. Luluaburg resembles none of the other State stations. This is the country of plantations, of cattle, of large undulated hills covered with short grass. We lead here rather the life of the Boers (farmers) than that of the Congo.
“We break bulls to ride, and they are as valuable as horses. They are sometimes vicious enough, but one becomes accustomed to that. Nevertheless, a horse could never do what a bull does: swim the rivers, climb the most rugged hills, and descend the steepest slopes with an admirable surety of foot and peerless vigor.
“I have broken for my service a huge chestnut bull; he travels very well, and you would be astonished to see me on that beast overleap obstacle at a gallop, as easily as the best horse of the course.
TRAVEL ON BULL-BACK TO NATIVE ESCORT.
“We have already thirty animals at the station. Every day we have butter and cheese. Mr. Puissant has charge of the dairy, and he performs his work well.
“As to the natives of the region, they are much the best negroes I know. In short, I am greatly pleased here, and am never sick.”
Mr. Legat, who sends this news, is the veteran of the Congo State
agents. He was of the party of 1881, and has not left the country since that epoch.