Story written down by John Ewen MacRury, Beinn na Faoghla/Benbecula telling how about sixty years before [c1834] Lachlan MacRuaraidh [Lachlan MacRury], Ardmona, Iochdar, [Àird na Monadh/Ardnamona, Ìochdar, Uibhist a Deas/South Uist] was out looking for a lost stirk at dusk. Near Tigh Cloiche, Mointeach an Ìochdar, he saw what he thought was the men of Ìochdar digging lazy beds. As he approached them he realised they were not men 'for they all wore a green long garbe and a sort of green[e]d soft headdress shadowing their foreheads. Their faces were long and slim and entirely different from natural beings'. To scare them off he addressed them directly and confidently and they 'disappeared into the Tigh Cloiche as if they were pouring seeds with a sieve into a loban.'