A peasant farmer in the Scottish Highlands.
1She's a decent lassie- adochtero' James Hewson, the cottar at Bodyfauld.
2The cottar was an old man of seventy; his wife was nearly sixty.
3Fiddler Ole Haugen was a poor cottar high among the mountains.
4Ye have riven the thack of seven cottar houses.
5No one could now show more pride of race than Aslaug, the poor cottar's daughter.
6Ye have riven the roof off seven cottar houses-lookif your own roof-treestand the faster.
7Then perhaps I may find a cottar's croft somewhere and settle down and marry a dairymaid.
8Agnes might well have thought it better he should marry the cottar's than the farmer's daughter!
9Ye have riven the thack off seven cottar houses; look if your ain roof-tree stand the faster.
10A young man from a big farm could not behave like a lad from a cottar's holding.
11It was the abode of a cottar, and was a dependency of the farm he had just left.
12Amid the vicissitudes of his career he responds to the cottar's summons, "Let us worship God."
13I am only a cottar's child.
14It was the dwelling of a cottar, whose family had been settled upon the farm of Bodyfauld from time immemorial.
15Here, had a cottar encountered me under such circumstances, I would doubtless have been thought a witch or a fairy.
16Still more wretched is the condition of the cottars and squatters.