Baron Grundell, governor of the province, a picture of mildness,
receives you in the kindest manner. At home, he has two Loxia
curvirostra in a cage, which feed on the cones of the spruce fir
with great dexterity. Baron Grundell tells you how he often had
Emberiza nivalis, northernmost bird in winter, and E. hortulanus,
captured alive, which last, he sold in France for the value of a ducat.
He shows you the skins of blue and black foxes, and also of a variety
called korssraf, which is yellow and grayish black. He tells you he has
lately sent the king a live jarf, a wolverine with brown fur and golden
stripes, and once he had another of that species so much domesticated
that when he would turn it into the water at first cutting of the ice,
it would not leave him, nor would it feed on any kind of fish alive.