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Died on Incholonaig, Loch Lomond in the house in which he was born nearly a century before, Robert COLQUHOUN. When seven years old he was taken into the service of Sir James and Lady Helen COLQUHOUN, and for the last few years of his life it used to be his proudest boast that he had served four of the chieftains of COLQUHOUN, his fealty descending unimpaired from sire to son. When the sums of snows of seventy years had rendered him less able for active duty he requested to be allowed to end his days in the rugged and romantic isle of his birth.
 
Dear to the old Highlander’s heart was this lone isle. Its rocks are shadowed by the finest yew trees, which in ancient times supplied the country with bows - the Loch around it is deeper and more blue. The island is also celebrated among the clan as having been the scene of an interview between the chief and Rob Roy, which ended on their being on the best terms ever after.
 
The funeral of the old man, sublime in its very simplicity, was truly characteristic of himself. The little fleet of boats all abreast, keeping solemn time with their oars, on their way to the church yard of the picturesque village of Luss, where, surrounded by the mountains he so often climbed, quietly reposes this faithful servant of the chirfs of the COLQUHOUN.