Poaching is one of the things punishable with death, and even if any woman is caught hunting for food in another country she is seized and punished.

I will tell you later on how even Yamba "put her foot" in it in this way.
The blacks are marvellously clever at tracking a man by his footprints, and a poacher from a neighbouring tribe never escapes their vigilance, even though he succeeds in returning to his own people without being actually captured.

So assiduously do these blacks study the footprints of people they know and are friendly with, that they can tell at once whether the trespasser is an enemy or not; and if it be a stranger, a punitive expedition is at once organised against his tribe.
Gradually I came to think that each man's track must have an individuality about it quite as remarkable as the finger-prints investigated by Galton and Bertillon.

The blacks could even tell a man's name and many other things about him, solely from his tracks--how, it is of course impossible for me to say.

I have often known my blacks to follow a man's track _over hard rocks_, where even a disturbed leaf proved an infallible clue, yielding a perfectly miraculous amount of information.