Back in the jungle, one can only imagine what it is like.

Here all the white men have black wives, and the way the whip is used on the men is very different from the lower congo.

The boat is about as large as a touring car, with all the machinery exposed.

I am very comfortable though, with my bed and camp chair, and, books to read, when one gets tired of this great, dirty river.

I, expect to see hippopotamuses and many crocodiles and to learn something of the "atrocities" by hearsay.
To see for oneself, would take months.