The sandcastle was washed out by the tide.

Doctors Without Borders was coping with Ebola patients in a treatment center at Kailahun, in eastern Sierra Leone, fifty miles from Kenema.

A friend of mine had a Model T coupe, as tall and chaste as a one-holer.

[…] papers are respectively of second or inferior quality, the last being perhaps torn or broken in the make — as the manufacture is technically termed.