By the end of the harvest, the cooper had produced sixscore barrels of cider.

She polished the sixpenny locket until it gleamed.

She bought a battered sixpenny from a street vendor, eager to read the affordable tales inside.

The old marshal kept his sixgun polished on the mantle, a reminder of quieter yet dangerous days.

She counted the sixpennies she had saved in the old tin.

We watched the sixern cut through the morning fog as it headed out to the fishing grounds.

In our neighborhood, several aging sixplexes are being renovated into modern condos.

They bought the old sixplex on Maple Street and converted it into modern rentals.