A guard viscacha watches for predators. This guard sounds an alarm if it spots danger. Then the quick-moving viscachas scramble into their dens in the rocks or burrow into the ground.

The collar of the tunic scratched my neck, the steel helmet made my head ache, and the puttees cramped my leg muscles.

And I have yet to graſp you left a Claw, / I'll trounce you, Sir, I'll hamper you with Law; / Witneſs I have of all that has been Spoken, / I'll bring an Action, for your Contract broken; / For Damages ſuſtain'd, I'll make you rue, / In Doctor's-Commons play the Devil too.

Class 3 Ulvophyceae: flagella attached at anterior end of cell; motile cells have near-radial symmetry externally; flagella roots consist of four cruciately arranged microtubular roots and sometimes a rhizoplast […]