Now and then it stopped and daintily picked at a bit of termite nest.
"Edge of the Jungle"
William Beebe
His hard-sun-baked protections run up the tree stems or wherever he goes and conceals and protects his soft, white, fleshy body, and if you prise this casing open you may see him getting away as fast as his little legs will take him; really he is a termite you know, like a "wood louse or worm," and not an ant.
"From Edinburgh to India & Burmah"
William G. Burn Murdoch
They had chewed up all available loose splinters of wood, and near the rotten, termite-eaten ends, the sound of dozens of jaws gnawing all at once was plainly audible.
"Edge of the Jungle"
William Beebe