THE ZOoLOGIST—NOVEMBER, 1872. 3283 
cliffs of that island they came across a single garfuglir, which was 
captured: this bird weighed nine Danish pounds, and on the division 
of the birds, at the conclusion of the fowling, was deemed equivalent 
to six guillemots. 
In connection with this subject, I trust it will not be deemed 
out of place my publishing an account of a landing on one of the 
gare-fowl skerries off Reykjanes, by the crew of a Feroese schooner, 
in 1813. Through the courtesy of Herr Miiller I have been 
favoured with a copy of the deposition of one of the crew, taken 
down from his lips in 1858, when he was seventy-one years of age. 
‘The statement of Daniel Joensen, of Stugaard, island of Vaagoe. 
In the year 1813 Govenor Loébner sent a schooner several times to 
Iceland for the purposes of trade and to get provisions, there being 
great destitution in Feroe, owing to the war between England and 
Denmark. The first trip the schooner took to Iceland, she left 
Feroe on the 29th of July. The crew consisted of Skipper 
Hansen, Daniel Joensen* (the narrator), M. E. Berg, Peter 
Hansen, Paul Medjord, Hans Joensen, from Kollefiord, and C. 
Hansen, of Fiduse. On the 24th of August the schooner was 
becalmed off Cape Reykjanes, and five of the men got into the 
boat (Skipper Hansen and C. Hansen remaining in charge of the 
schooner) and pulled to some drangs, and landed on the largest, 
they saw, which was shaped somewhat like the Monk rock (to the 
south of Suderoe, Feroe), but not quite so high; they could not 
climb to the top of this drang, but they succeeded in procuring a 
few gannets, but no guillemots. Just as they were returning on 
board, the tide drifted the schooner further from them, and then 
they noticed a lot of birds on a skerry with a flat top: this skerry 
was further from the shore than the drang they had already visited. 
They pulled their boat to this skerry, at the east or north-east end 
was a ledge, and as they approached it they saw that it was 
covered with gare-fowls. The weather was fine and clear at the 
time. When they got close to the ledge many of the gare-fowls 
shuffled into the water and swam away: the boat was kept with its 
stern to the ledge and backed in on the swell of a wave; Daniel 
Joensen, Paul Medjord, and H. Joensen sprang on to the ledge, 
and seized the remaining gare-fowls with their hands, wringing 
their necks. Daniel Joensen does not remember whether they 
took fourteen gare-fowls or eleven, but either one or the other 
* Daniel Joensen and Paul Medjord were alive this spring.—H. W. F. 
