Dalness
Dalness is a significant estate at the head of Loch Etive.
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The estate of Dalness was in possession of the Macdonald family
In 1608 Angus Macdonald got a Tack thereof from Archibald Campbell of Inverawe, and it remained in the tenure of the family till, in 1694, the same superior granted a proper wadset to Alexander Macdonald of the lands of Dalness, who the same year became absolute owner of the estate, obtaining a feu-charter which for greater security he deposited with the Chief of Glegarry, where it remained till Glengarry's house was burned down by the Duke of Cumberland in 1746 and the charter was destroyed or lost. In 1764 the lands were feued of new by Mrs Janet Campbell of Inverawe to John Macdonald of Dalness. Alexander Macdonald of Dalness married Jean, daughter
to Dugald Maclachan of Corrounan. They had four sons, and after Iheir father's death in 1726, three of them, including the successor to the property, lived for some time with their grandfather at Corrie.1

Duncan Ban McIntyre lived in Dalness as a forester for Breadalbane after the disbandment of local regiment for the King created for the Jacobite Rising.
Here he married, and brought up his family.
Later he served in one of the Earl of Breadalbane''s fencible regiments, as cook to the regiment, raised in the year 1793, wherein he continued until he was discharged in 1799
The ruins of his cottage, situated on a level space between two streams, and shaded by old ash trees, must always be a sacred spot to the admirers of genius.2
He was inspired by life, events and the area in writing his poems
Including this of Glen Etive
… Their a tè tha ‘n Guala Ghuilinn:
‘S mòr as duilich leum do ghearan.

The wife at Gualachuilinn will remark,
‘Much do I deplore your grievance.’

Bheir i nuas an t-uisge-beatha,
Dh’ fheuchainn an crath e dhìom an smalan.

She will fetch the whisky down to try
if it will shake the sadness off me.

… ‘S iomadh tè nì aodach guamach,
Ach cha luaidh I e gun cheathrar.

Many a woman can make a sumptious cloth,
but, without a quartet, cannot waulk it.

H-uile gruagach tha ‘n Gleann Eite,
Dh’ fheumainn-s’ iad a thighinn do ‘n bhaile.

I should want the damsels of Glen Etive
all to come into the township…”

The school teacher, Miss Crerar, in Benderloch married her farmer sweetheart and moved to the isolated estate.
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