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and thus what had promised to have been but a dismal 

 procession to the Lodge was turned into a rejoicing 

 tramp, for needless to say it is extra fun to get a stag 

 that someone else has missed a short time previously. 



On the 15th of October I started for the south, never, 

 I fear, to see again the dear old lodge at Corrour, for 

 Lucy's lease ended this year, and he did not renew it. A 

 few years later the property was purchased from Colonel 

 Walker, the then owner, by Sir John Stirling Maxwell. 

 The old lodge has been condemned, and a new one is 

 being built on the shores of Loch Ossian, more in the 

 centre of the ground and close to the railway station ! 

 How strange that sounds to me, for in the days I write of 

 Loch Ossian was so solitary as to be quite out of reach of 

 tourist or angler, though now I suppose the inevitable 

 hotel will follow, and tourists and fishers will be all over 

 the place. 



The Corrour estate, moreover, was full of legends 

 and memoirs of historical events. Here Charles Edward 

 wandered on Mealaneach, while the history of how 

 the Sword Loch won that name is quite a small story 



