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38public stenographer's business. They were doing very well I think, anyhow they werealways very busy.I went down to Bury St. Edmunds to see Denison. He was now a Corporal and lookedvery smart in his uniform. It was a pouring wet day and we went by train to a little placecalled Dies where we had lunch in a little Inn and spent the whole afternoon in the Innparlor as it was too wet to go out.After a time I travelled up to Scotland, stopping off on the way at Manchester where Ispent a night with Anna (formerly Taylor) and herhusband Andy Arthur. I also spent a day with FredAdam and his wife Florence. He was at that time aCaptain in the E. Lancashire regiment I think andwas stationed at Oldham. Florence was at that timea very pretty girl and very capable. They were veryhard up so she used to make clothes for the wholefamily including herself and even Fred.I then went on to Glasgow where I put up at theCharing Cross Hotel. I was the only guest at theHotel so it was very depressing. I called on DoraElderton who lived in a flat in the Govan district,also on Aunt Jane, and Cousin Anna Haddaway,and spent a day or two with David and MariaWatson at their home at a place some miles out ofGlasgow whose name I have forgotten.I should mention that Uncle Taylor was dead andall the girls except Lizzie were married. Aunt Taylor and Lizzie had moved to Troon inAyrshire where Aunt Taylor had bought a house. She paid a visit to us at Rickmansworthwhile I was there.From Glasgow I took a trip to the West Highlands looking for some little place to spend amonth or two. I visited Edinburgh and went from thence by coach through the Trossachsto Loch Lomond. I looked at places on Loch Awe and Loch Tay and finally arrived atOban where I heard of a cottage to let on the island of Mull opposite Oban, which Idecided to take. I invited Mary and Aggie and Wilfred (who was having his holidays) asmy guests and in a few days they arrived and we settled down in this cottage from whichwe had a fine view of the sea and of Oban immediately opposite.Here we made the acquaintance of the Maclean of Loch Buie. Maclean was the head ofthe clan of McLean of Loch Buie, a very old Highland family and was like manyHighland lairds, very proud. He always wore a kilt and was known all over the Highlandsas "Lochbuie". He always signed himself "Lochbuie" and a good story is told about himin this connection. Sir Francis Lockwood the famous barrister and wit was travelling withhis wife in Scotland and at a certain hotel when signing the register, he noticed among the