uncas occupied a distant corner in a reclining attitude being rigidly bound both hands and feet by strong and painful withes

ʌnkæz ɑːkjəpaɪd ə dɪstənt kɔrnɝ ɪn ə rɪklaɪnɪŋ ætətuːd biːɪŋ rɪdʒɪdli baʊnd boʊθ hændz ənd fiːt baɪ strɔŋ ənd peɪnfəl wɪθz


the scout who had left david at the door to ascertain they were not observed thought it prudent to preserve his disguise until assured of their privacy

ðə skaʊt huː hæd lɛft deɪvɪd æt ðə dɔr tuː æsɝteɪn ðeɪ wɝː nɑːt əbzɝːvd θɔt ɪt pruːdənt tuː prəzɝːv hɪz dɪsgaɪz əntɪl əʃʊrd ʌv ðɛr praɪvəsi


what shall we do with the mingoes at the door they count six and this singer is as good as nothing

wʌt ʃæl wiː duː wɪð ðə miːŋgoʊz æt ðə dɔr ðeɪ kaʊnt sɪks ənd ðɪs sɪŋɝ ɪz æz gʊd æz nʌθɪŋ


the delawares are children of the tortoise and they outstrip the deer

ðə dɛləwɛrz ɑːr tʃɪldrən ʌv ðə tɔrtəs ənd ðeɪ aʊtstrɪp ðə dɪr


uncas who had already approached the door in readiness to lead the way now recoiled and placed himself once more in the bottom of the lodge

ʌnkæz huː hæd ɔlrɛdi əproʊtʃt ðə dɔr ɪn rɛdiːnəs tuː lɛd ðə weɪ naʊ riːkɔɪld ənd pleɪst hɪmsɛlf wʌns mɔr ɪn ðə bɑːtəm ʌv ðə lɑːdʒ


but hawkeye who was too much occupied with his own thoughts to note the movement continued speaking more to himself than to his companion

bʌt hɔkaɪ huː wɑːz tuː mʌtʃ ɑːkjəpaɪd wɪð hɪz oʊn θɔts tuː noʊt ðə muːvmənt kəntɪnjuːd spiːkɪŋ mɔr tuː hɪmsɛlf ðæn tuː hɪz kəmpænjən


so uncas you had better take the lead while i will put on the skin again and trust to cunning for want of speed

soʊ ʌnkæz juː hæd bɛtɝ teɪk ðə lɛd waɪl aɪ wɪl pʊt ɑːn ðə skɪn əgɛn ənd trʌst tuː kʌnɪŋ fɔr wɑːnt ʌv spiːd


well what can't be done by main courage in war must be done by circumvention

wɛl wʌt kænt biː dʌn baɪ meɪn kɝːɪdʒ ɪn wɔr mʌst biː dʌn baɪ sɝːkəmvɛntʃən


as soon as these dispositions were made the scout turned to david and gave him his parting instructions

æz suːn æz ðiːz dɪspəzɪʃənz wɝː meɪd ðə skaʊt tɝːnd tuː deɪvɪd ənd geɪv hɪm hɪz pɑːrtɪŋ ɪnstrʌkʃənz


my pursuits are peaceful and my temper i humbly trust is greatly given to mercy and love returned david a little nettled at so direct an attack on his manhood but there are none who can say that i have ever forgotten my faith in the lord even in the greatest straits

maɪ pɝsuːts ɑːr piːsfəl ənd maɪ tɛmpɝ aɪ hʌmbli trʌst ɪz greɪtli gɪvən tuː mɝːsi ənd lʌv rɪtɝːnd deɪvɪd ə lɪtəl nɛtəld æt soʊ dɝɛkt æn ətæk ɑːn hɪz mænhʊd bʌt ðɛr ɑːr nʌn huː kæn seɪ ðæt aɪ hæv ɛvɝ fɝgɑːtən maɪ feɪθ ɪn ðə lɔrd iːvɪn ɪn ðə greɪtəst streɪts


if you are not then knocked on the head your being a non composser will protect you and you'll then have a good reason to expect to die in your bed

ɪf juː ɑːr nɑːt ðɛn nɑːkt ɑːn ðə hɛd jɔr biːɪŋ ə nɑːn kəmpɔsɝ wɪl prətɛkt juː ənd jʌʊl ðɛn hæv ə gʊd riːzən tuː ɪkspɛkt tuː daɪ ɪn jɔr bɛd


so choose for yourself to make a rush or tarry here

soʊ tʃuːz fɔr jɝsɛlf tuː meɪk ə rʌʃ ɔr tɛri hiːr


bravely and generously has he battled in my behalf and this and more will i dare in his service

breɪvli ənd dʒɛnɝəsli hæz hiː bætəld ɪn maɪ bɪhæf ənd ðɪs ənd mɔr wɪl aɪ dɛr ɪn hɪz sɝːvəs


keep silent as long as may be and it would be wise when you do speak to break out suddenly in one of your shoutings which will serve to remind the indians that you are not altogether as responsible as men should be

kiːp saɪlənt æz lɔŋ æz meɪ biː ənd ɪt wʊd biː waɪz wɛn juː duː spiːk tuː breɪk aʊt sʌdənli ɪn wʌn ʌv jɔr ʃaʊtɪŋz wɪtʃ wɪl sɝːv tuː riːmaɪnd ðə ɪndiːənz ðæt juː ɑːr nɑːt ɔltəgɛðɝ æz riːspɑːnsəbəl æz mɛn ʃʊd biː


if however they take your scalp as i trust and believe they will not depend on it uncas and i will not forget the deed but revenge it as becomes true warriors and trusty friends

ɪf haʊɛvɝ ðeɪ teɪk jɔr skælp æz aɪ trʌst ənd bɪliːv ðeɪ wɪl nɑːt dɪpɛnd ɑːn ɪt ʌnkæz ənd aɪ wɪl nɑːt fɝgɛt ðə diːd bʌt riːvɛndʒ ɪt æz bɪkʌmz truː wɔriːɝz ənd trʌsti frɛndz


hold said david perceiving that with this assurance they were about to leave him i am an unworthy and humble follower of one who taught not the damnable principle of revenge

hoʊld sɛd deɪvɪd pɝsiːvɪŋ ðæt wɪð ðɪs əʃʊrəns ðeɪ wɝː əbaʊt tuː liːv hɪm aɪ æm æn ənwɝːði ənd hʌmbəl fɑːloʊɝ ʌv wʌn huː tɔt nɑːt ðə dæmnəbəl prɪnsəpəl ʌv riːvɛndʒ


then heaving a heavy sigh probably among the last he ever drew in pining for a condition he had so long abandoned he added it is what i would wish to practise myself as one without a cross of blood though it is not always easy to deal with an indian as you would with a fellow christian

ðɛn hiːvɪŋ ə hɛvi saɪ prɑːbəbliː əmʌŋ ðə læst hiː ɛvɝ druː ɪn paɪnɪŋ fɔr ə kəndɪʃən hiː hæd soʊ lɔŋ əbændənd hiː ædɪd ɪt ɪz wʌt aɪ wʊd wɪʃ tuː præktɪs maɪsɛlf æz wʌn wɪθaʊt ə krɔs ʌv blʌd ðoʊ ɪt ɪz nɑːt ɔlweɪz iːzi tuː diːl wɪð æn ɪndiːən æz juː wʊd wɪð ə fɛloʊ krɪstʃən


god bless you friend i do believe your scent is not greatly wrong when the matter is duly considered and keeping eternity before the eyes though much depends on the natural gifts and the force of temptation

gɑːd blɛs juː frɛnd aɪ duː bɪliːv jɔr sɛnt ɪz nɑːt greɪtli rɔŋ wɛn ðə mætɝ ɪz duːli kənsɪdɝd ənd kiːpɪŋ ɪtɝːnəti bɪfɔr ðə aɪz ðoʊ mʌtʃ dɪpɛndz ɑːn ðə nætʃɝəl gɪfts ənd ðə fɔrs ʌv tɛmteɪʃən


the delaware dog he said leaning forward and peering through the dim light to catch the expression of the other's features is he afraid

ðə dɛləwɛr dɔg hiː sɛd liːnɪŋ fɔrwɝd ənd piːrɪŋ θruː ðə dɪm laɪt tuː kætʃ ðə ɪksprɛʃən ʌv ðə ʌðɝz fiːtʃɝz ɪz hiː əfreɪd


will the hurons hear his groans


the mohican started on his feet and shook his shaggy covering as though the animal he counterfeited was about to make some desperate effort

ðə moʊhiːkən stɑːrtəd ɑːn hɪz fiːt ənd ʃʊk hɪz ʃægi kʌvɝɪŋ æz ðoʊ ðə ænəməl hiː kaʊntɝfɪtɪd wɑːz əbaʊt tuː meɪk sʌm dɛsprɪt ɛfɝt


he had no occasion to delay for at the next instant a burst of cries filled the outer air and ran along the whole extent of the village

hiː hæd noʊ əkeɪʒən tuː dɪleɪ fɔr æt ðə nɛkst ɪnstənt ə bɝːst ʌv kraɪz fɪld ðə aʊtɝ ɛr ənd ræn əlɔŋ ðə hoʊl ɪkstɛnt ʌv ðə vɪlədʒ


uncas cast his skin and stepped forth in his own beautiful proportions

ʌnkæz kæst hɪz skɪn ənd stɛpt fɔrθ ɪn hɪz oʊn bjuːtəfəl prəpɔrʃənz


since the period of our tale the active spirit of the country has surrounded it with a belt of rich and thriving settlements though none but the hunter or the savage is ever known even now to penetrate its wild recesses

sɪns ðə pɪriːəd ʌv aʊɝ teɪl ðə æktɪv spɪrət ʌv ðə kʌntri hæz sɝaʊndəd ɪt wɪð ə bɛlt ʌv rɪtʃ ənd θraɪvɪŋ sɛtəlmənts ðoʊ nʌn bʌt ðə hʌntɝ ɔr ðə sævədʒ ɪz ɛvɝ noʊn iːvɪn naʊ tuː pɛnətreɪt ɪts waɪld riːsɛsəz


the dews were suffered to exhale and the sun had dispersed the mists and was shedding a strong and clear light in the forest when the travelers resumed their journey

ðə duːz wɝː sʌfɝd tuː ɛksheɪl ənd ðə sʌn hæd dɪspɝːst ðə mɪsts ənd wɑːz ʃɛdɪŋ ə strɔŋ ənd klɪr laɪt ɪn ðə fɔrəst wɛn ðə trævəlɝz rɪzuːmd ðɛr dʒɝːni


after proceeding a few miles the progress of hawkeye who led the advance became more deliberate and watchful

æftɝ prəsiːdɪŋ ə fjuː maɪlz ðə prɑːgrɛs ʌv hɔkaɪ huː lɛd ðə ədvæns bɪkeɪm mɔr dɪlɪbɝət ənd wɑːtʃfəl


he often stopped to examine the trees nor did he cross a rivulet without attentively considering the quantity the velocity and the color of its waters

hiː ɔftən stɑːpt tuː ɪgzæmɪn ðə triːz nɔr dɪd hiː krɔs ə rɪvjuːlɛt wɪθaʊt ətɛntɪvli kənsɪdɝɪŋ ðə kwɑːntəti ðə vəlɑːsəti ənd ðə kʌlɝ ʌv ɪts wɔtɝz


distrusting his own judgment his appeals to the opinion of chingachgook were frequent and earnest

dɪstrʌstɪŋ hɪz oʊn dʒʌdʒmənt hɪz əpiːlz tuː ðə əpɪnjən ʌv tʃɪŋgətʃgʊk wɝː friːkwənt ənd ɝːnɪst


yet here are we within a short range of the scaroons and not a sign of a trail have we crossed

jɛt hiːr ɑːr wiː wɪðɪn ə ʃɔrt reɪndʒ ʌv ðə skɛruːnz ənd nɑːt ə saɪn ʌv ə treɪl hæv wiː krɔst


let us retrace our steps and examine as we go with keener eyes

lɛt ʌs riːtreɪs aʊɝ stɛps ənd ɪgzæmɪn æz wiː goʊ wɪð kiːnɝ aɪz


chingachgook had caught the look and motioning with his hand he bade him speak

tʃɪŋgətʃgʊk hæd kɑːt ðə lʊk ənd moʊʃənɪŋ wɪð hɪz hænd hiː beɪd hɪm spiːk


the eyes of the whole party followed the unexpected movement and read their success in the air of triumph that the youth assumed

ðə aɪz ʌv ðə hoʊl pɑːrti fɑːloʊd ðə ənɪkspɛktɪd muːvmənt ənd rɛd ðɛr səksɛs ɪn ðə ɛr ʌv traɪəmf ðæt ðə juːθ əsuːmd


it would have been more wonderful had he spoken without a bidding

ɪt wʊd hæv bɪn mɔr wʌndɝfəl hæd hiː spoʊkən wɪθaʊt ə bɪdɪŋ


see said uncas pointing north and south at the evident marks of the broad trail on either side of him the dark hair has gone toward the forest

siː sɛd ʌnkæz pɔɪntɪŋ nɔrθ ənd saʊθ æt ðə ɛvədənt mɑːrks ʌv ðə brɔd treɪl ɑːn iːðɝ saɪd ʌv hɪm ðə dɑːrk hɛr hæz gɔn təwɔrd ðə fɔrəst


if a rock or a rivulet or a bit of earth harder than common severed the links of the clew they followed the true eye of the scout recovered them at a distance and seldom rendered the delay of a single moment necessary

ɪf ə rɑːk ɔr ə rɪvjuːlɛt ɔr ə bɪt ʌv ɝːθ hɑːrdɝ ðæn kɑːmən sɛvɝd ðə lɪŋks ʌv ðə kluː ðeɪ fɑːloʊd ðə truː aɪ ʌv ðə skaʊt rəkʌvɝd ðɛm æt ə dɪstəns ənd sɛldəm rɛndɝd ðə dɪleɪ ʌv ə sɪŋgəl moʊmənt nɛsəsɛri


extinguished brands were lying around a spring the offals of a deer were scattered about the place and the trees bore evident marks of having been browsed by the horses

ɪkstɪŋgwɪʃt brændz wɝː laɪɪŋ ɝaʊnd ə sprɪŋ ðə ɔfəlz ʌv ə dɪr wɝː skætɝd əbaʊt ðə pleɪs ənd ðə triːz bɔr ɛvədənt mɑːrks ʌv hævɪŋ bɪn braʊzd baɪ ðə hɔrsəz


a circle of a few hundred feet in circumference was drawn and each of the party took a segment for his portion

ə sɝːkəl ʌv ə fjuː hʌndrəd fiːt ɪn sɝːkʌmfrəns wɑːz drɔn ənd iːtʃ ʌv ðə pɑːrti tʊk ə sɛgmənt fɔr hɪz pɔrʃən


the examination however resulted in no discovery

ðə ɪgzæməneɪʃən haʊɛvɝ rɪzʌltɪd ɪn noʊ dɪskʌvɝi


the whole party crowded to the spot where uncas pointed out the impression of a moccasin in the moist alluvion

ðə hoʊl pɑːrti kraʊdəd tuː ðə spɑːt wɛr ʌnkæz pɔɪntɪd aʊt ðə ɪmprɛʃən ʌv ə mɑːkəsɪn ɪn ðə mɔɪst æluːviːən


run back uncas and bring me the size of the singer's foot

rʌn bæk ʌnkæz ənd brɪŋ miː ðə saɪz ʌv ðə sɪŋɝz fʊt


the paris plant like that at the crystal palace was a temporary exhibit

ðə pɛrɪs plænt laɪk ðæt æt ðə krɪstəl pæləs wɑːz ə tɛmpɝɛri ɪgzɪbɪt


the london plant was less temporary but not permanent supplying before it was torn out no fewer than three thousand lamps in hotels churches stores and dwellings in the vicinity of holborn viaduct

ðə lʌndən plænt wɑːz lɛs tɛmpɝɛri bʌt nɑːt pɝːmɑːnɛnt səplaɪɪŋ bɪfɔr ɪt wɑːz tɔrn aʊt noʊ fjuːɝ ðæn θriː θaʊzənd læmps ɪn hoʊtɛlz tʃɝːtʃɪz stɔrz ənd dwɛlɪŋz ɪn ðə vəsɪnəti ʌv hoʊlbɝn vaɪədəkt


there messrs johnson and hammer put into practice many of the ideas now standard in the art and secured much useful data for the work in new york of which the story has just been told

ðɛr mɛsɝz dʒɑːnsən ənd hæmɝ pʊt ɪntuː præktɪs mɛni ʌv ðə aɪdiːəz naʊ stændɝd ɪn ðə ɑːrt ənd sɪkjʊrd mʌtʃ juːsfəl deɪtə fɔr ðə wɝːk ɪn nuː jɔrk ʌv wɪtʃ ðə stɔri hæz dʒʌst bɪn toʊld


the dynamo electric machine though small was robust for under all the varying speeds of water power and the vicissitudes of the plant to which it belonged it continued in active use until eighteen ninety nine seventeen years

ðə daɪnəmoʊ ɪlɛktrɪk məʃiːn ðoʊ smɔl wɑːz roʊbʌst fɔr ʌndɝ ɔl ðə vɛriːɪŋ spiːdz ʌv wɔtɝ paʊɝ ənd ðə vɪsɪsɪtuːdz ʌv ðə plænt tuː wɪtʃ ɪt bɪlɔŋd ɪt kəntɪnjuːd ɪn æktɪv juːs əntɪl eɪtiːn naɪnti naɪn sɛvəntiːn jɪrz


owing to his insistence on low pressure direct current for use in densely populated districts as the only safe and truly universal profitable way of delivering electrical energy to the consumers edison has been frequently spoken of as an opponent of the alternating current

oʊɪŋ tuː hɪz ɪnsɪstəns ɑːn loʊ prɛʃɝ dɝɛkt kɝːənt fɔr juːs ɪn dɛnsli pɑːpjəleɪtəd dɪstrɪkts æz ðə oʊnli seɪf ənd truːli juːnəvɝːsəl prɑːfətəbəl weɪ ʌv dɪlɪvɝɪŋ ɪlɛktrɪkəl ɛnɝdʒi tuː ðə kənsuːmɝz ɛdɪsən hæz bɪn friːkwəntli spoʊkən ʌv æz æn əpoʊnənt ʌv ðə ɔltɝneɪtɪŋ kɝːənt


why if we erect a station at the falls it is a great economy to get it up to the city

waɪ ɪf wiː ɪrɛkt ə steɪʃən æt ðə fɔlz ɪt ɪz ə greɪt ɪkɑːnəmi tuː gɛt ɪt ʌp tuː ðə sɪti


there seems no good reason for believing that it will change

ðɛr siːmz noʊ gʊd riːzən fɔr bɪliːvɪŋ ðæt ɪt wɪl tʃeɪndʒ


broad as the prairies and free in thought as the winds that sweep them he is idiosyncratically opposed to loose and wasteful methods to plans of empire that neglect the poor at the gate

brɔd æz ðə preɪriːz ənd friː ɪn θɔt æz ðə wɪndz ðæt swiːp ðɛm hiː ɪz ɪdiːoʊsɪnkrætɪkli əpoʊzd tuː luːs ənd weɪstfəl mɛθədz tuː plænz ʌv ɛmpaɪɝ ðæt nəglɛkt ðə puːr æt ðə geɪt


everything he has done has been aimed at the conservation of energy the contraction of space the intensification of culture

ɛvriːθɪŋ hiː hæz dʌn hæz bɪn eɪmd æt ðə kɑːnsɝveɪʃən ʌv ɛnɝdʒi ðə kəntrækʃən ʌv speɪs ðə ɪntɛnsɪfəkeɪʃən ʌv kʌltʃɝ


for some years it was not found feasible to operate motors on alternating current circuits and that reason was often urged against it seriously

fɔr sʌm jɪrz ɪt wɑːz nɑːt faʊnd fiːzəbəl tuː ɑːpɝeɪt moʊtɝz ɑːn ɔltɝneɪtɪŋ kɝːənt sɝːkəts ənd ðæt riːzən wɑːz ɔftən ɝːdʒd əgɛnst ɪt sɪriːəsli


it could not be used for electroplating or deposition nor could it charge storage batteries all of which are easily within the ability of the direct current

ɪt kʊd nɑːt biː juːzd fɔr ɪlɛktrəpleɪtɪŋ ɔr dɛpəzɪʃən nɔr kʊd ɪt tʃɑːrdʒ stɔrədʒ bætɝiːz ɔl ʌv wɪtʃ ɑːr iːzəli wɪðɪn ðə əbɪlətiː ʌv ðə dɝɛkt kɝːənt


but when it came to be a question of lighting a scattered suburb a group of dwellings on the outskirts a remote country residence or a farm house the alternating current in all elements save its danger was and is ideal

bʌt wɛn ɪt keɪm tuː biː ə kwɛstʃən ʌv laɪtɪŋ ə skætɝd sʌbɝb ə gruːp ʌv dwɛlɪŋz ɑːn ðə aʊtskɝːts ə rɪmoʊt kʌntri rɛzɪdəns ɔr ə fɑːrm haʊs ðə ɔltɝneɪtɪŋ kɝːənt ɪn ɔl ɛləmənts seɪv ɪts deɪndʒɝ wɑːz ənd ɪz aɪdiːl


edison was intolerant of sham and shoddy and nothing would satisfy him that could not stand cross examination by microscope test tube and galvanometer

ɛdɪsən wɑːz ɪntɑːlɝənt ʌv ʃæm ənd ʃɑːdi ənd nʌθɪŋ wʊd sætəsfaɪ hɪm ðæt kʊd nɑːt stænd krɔs ɪgzæməneɪʃən baɪ maɪkrəskoʊp tɛst tuːb ənd gælvənɑːmətɝ


unless he could secure an engine of smoother running and more exactly governed and regulated than those available for his dynamo and lamp edison realized that he would find it almost impossible to give a steady light

ənlɛs hiː kʊd sɪkjʊr æn ɛndʒən ʌv smuːðɝ rʌnɪŋ ənd mɔr ɪgzæktli gʌvɝnd ənd rɛgjəleɪtəd ðæn ðoʊz əveɪləbəl fɔr hɪz daɪnəmoʊ ənd læmp ɛdɪsən riːəlaɪzd ðæt hiː wʊd faɪnd ɪt ɔlmoʊst ɪmpɑːsəbəl tuː gɪv ə stɛdi laɪt


mister edison was a leader far ahead of the time

mɪstɝ ɛdɪsən wɑːz ə liːdɝ fɑːr əhɛd ʌv ðə taɪm


he obtained the desired speed and load with a friction brake also regulator of speed but waited for an indicator to verify it

hiː əbteɪnd ðə dɪzaɪɝd spiːd ənd loʊd wɪð ə frɪkʃən breɪk ɔlsoʊ rɛgjəleɪtɝ ʌv spiːd bʌt weɪtɪd fɔr æn ɪndəkeɪtɝ tuː vɛrəfaɪ ɪt


then again there was no known way to lubricate an engine for continuous running and mister edison informed me that as a marine engine started before the ship left new york and continued running until it reached its home port so an engine for his purposes must produce light at all times

ðɛn əgɛn ðɛr wɑːz noʊ noʊn weɪ tuː luːbrɪkeɪt æn ɛndʒən fɔr kəntɪnjuːəs rʌnɪŋ ənd mɪstɝ ɛdɪsən ɪnfɔrmd miː ðæt æz ə mɝiːn ɛndʒən stɑːrtəd bɪfɔr ðə ʃɪp lɛft nuː jɔrk ənd kəntɪnjuːd rʌnɪŋ əntɪl ɪt riːtʃt ɪts hoʊm pɔrt soʊ æn ɛndʒən fɔr hɪz pɝːpəsəz mʌst prəduːs laɪt æt ɔl taɪmz


edison had installed his historic first great central station system in new york on the multiple arc system covered by his feeder and main invention which resulted in a notable saving in the cost of conductors as against a straight two wire system throughout of the tree kind

ɛdɪsən hæd ɪnstɔld hɪz hɪstɔrɪk fɝːst greɪt sɛntrəl steɪʃən sɪstəm ɪn nuː jɔrk ɑːn ðə mʌltəpəl ɑːrk sɪstəm kʌvɝd baɪ hɪz fiːdɝ ənd meɪn ɪnvɛnʃən wɪtʃ rɪzʌltɪd ɪn ə noʊtəbəl seɪvɪŋ ɪn ðə kɑːst ʌv kəndʌktɝz æz əgɛnst ə streɪt tuː waɪɝ sɪstəm θruːaʊt ʌv ðə triː kaɪnd


he soon foresaw that still greater economy would be necessary for commercial success not alone for the larger territory opening but for the compact districts of large cities

hiː suːn fɔrsɔ ðæt stɪl greɪtɝ ɪkɑːnəmi wʊd biː nɛsəsɛri fɔr kəmɝːʃəl səksɛs nɑːt əloʊn fɔr ðə lɑːrdʒɝ tɛrɪtɔri oʊpənɪŋ bʌt fɔr ðə kɑːmpækt dɪstrɪkts ʌv lɑːrdʒ sɪtiːz


the strong position held by the edison system under the strenuous competition that was already springing up was enormously improved by the introduction of the three wire system and it gave an immediate impetus to incandescent lighting

ðə strɔŋ pəzɪʃən hɛld baɪ ðə ɛdɪsən sɪstəm ʌndɝ ðə strɛnjuːəs kɑːmpətɪʃən ðæt wɑːz ɔlrɛdi sprɪŋɪŋ ʌp wɑːz ɪnɔrməsli ɪmpruːvd baɪ ðə ɪntrədʌkʃən ʌv ðə θriː waɪɝ sɪstəm ənd ɪt geɪv æn ɪmiːdiːət ɪmpətəs tuː ɪnkəndɛsənt laɪtɪŋ


it was specially suited for a trial plant also in the early days when a yield of six or eight lamps to the horse power was considered subject for congratulation

ɪt wɑːz spɛʃəli suːtəd fɔr ə traɪəl plænt ɔlsoʊ ɪn ðə ɝːli deɪz wɛn ə jiːld ʌv sɪks ɔr eɪt læmps tuː ðə hɔrs paʊɝ wɑːz kənsɪdɝd səbdʒɛkt fɔr kəngrætʃəleɪʃən


the street conductors were of the overhead pole line construction and were installed by the construction company that had been organized by edison to build and equip central stations

ðə striːt kəndʌktɝz wɝː ʌv ðə oʊvɝhɛd poʊl laɪn kənstrʌkʃən ənd wɝː ɪnstɔld baɪ ðə kənstrʌkʃən kʌmpəniː ðæt hæd bɪn ɔrgənaɪzd baɪ ɛdɪsən tuː bɪld ənd ɪkwɪp sɛntrəl steɪʃənz


meanwhile he had called upon me to make a report of the three wire system known in england as the hopkinson both doctor john hopkinson and mister edison being independent inventors at practically the same time

miːnwaɪl hiː hæd kɔld əpɑːn miː tuː meɪk ə riːpɔrt ʌv ðə θriː waɪɝ sɪstəm noʊn ɪn ɪŋglənd æz ðə hɑːpkɪnsən boʊθ dɑːktɝ dʒɑːn hɑːpkɪnsən ənd mɪstɝ ɛdɪsən biːɪŋ ɪndɪpɛndənt ɪnvɛntɝz æt præktɪkəli ðə seɪm taɪm


i think he was perhaps more appreciative than i was of the discipline of the edison construction department and thought it would be well for us to wait until the morning of the fourth before we started up

aɪ θɪŋk hiː wɑːz pɝhæps mɔr əpriːʃiːeɪtɪv ðæn aɪ wɑːz ʌv ðə dɪsəplən ʌv ðə ɛdɪsən kənstrʌkʃən dɪpɑːrtmənt ənd θɔt ɪt wʊd biː wɛl fɔr ʌs tuː weɪt əntɪl ðə mɔrnɪŋ ʌv ðə fɔrθ bɪfɔr wiː stɑːrtəd ʌp


but the plant ran and it was the first three wire station in this country

bʌt ðə plænt ræn ənd ɪt wɑːz ðə fɝːst θriː waɪɝ steɪʃən ɪn ðɪs kʌntri


they were later used as reserve machines and finally with the engine retired from service as part of the collection of edisonia but they remain in practically as good condition as when installed in eighteen eighty three

ðeɪ wɝː leɪtɝ juːzd æz rɪzɝːv məʃiːnz ənd faɪnəli wɪð ðə ɛndʒən rɪtaɪrd frʌm sɝːvəs æz pɑːrt ʌv ðə kəlɛkʃən ʌv ɛdəsoʊniːə bʌt ðeɪ rɪmeɪn ɪn præktɪkəli æz gʊd kəndɪʃən æz wɛn ɪnstɔld ɪn eɪtiːn eɪti θriː


the arc lamp installed outside a customer's premises or in a circuit for public street lighting burned so many hours nightly so many nights in the month and was paid for at that rate subject to rebate for hours when the lamp might be out through accident

ðə ɑːrk læmp ɪnstɔld aʊtsaɪd ə kʌstəmɝz prɛməsəz ɔr ɪn ə sɝːkət fɔr pʌblɪk striːt laɪtɪŋ bɝːnd soʊ mɛni aʊɝz naɪtli soʊ mɛni naɪts ɪn ðə mʌnθ ənd wɑːz peɪd fɔr æt ðæt reɪt səbdʒɛkt tuː riːbeɪt fɔr aʊɝz wɛn ðə læmp maɪt biː aʊt θruː æksədənt


edison held that the electricity sold must be measured just like gas or water and he proceeded to develop a meter

ɛdɪsən hɛld ðæt ðə ɪlɛktrɪsəti soʊld mʌst biː mɛʒɝd dʒʌst laɪk gæs ɔr wɔtɝ ənd hiː prəsiːdəd tuː dɪvɛləp ə miːtɝ


there was infinite scepticism around him on the subject and while other inventors were also giving the subject their thought the public took it for granted that anything so utterly intangible as electricity that could not be seen or weighed and only gave secondary evidence of itself at the exact point of use could not be brought to accurate registration

ðɛr wɑːz ɪnfənət sɛptɪsɪzəm ɝaʊnd hɪm ɑːn ðə səbdʒɛkt ənd waɪl ʌðɝ ɪnvɛntɝz wɝː ɔlsoʊ gɪvɪŋ ðə səbdʒɛkt ðɛr θɔt ðə pʌblɪk tʊk ɪt fɔr græntəd ðæt ɛniːθɪŋ soʊ ʌtɝli ɪntændʒəbəl æz ɪlɛktrɪsəti ðæt kʊd nɑːt biː siːn ɔr weɪd ənd oʊnli geɪv sɛkəndɛri ɛvədəns ʌv ɪtsɛlf æt ðə ɪgzækt pɔɪnt ʌv juːs kʊd nɑːt biː brɔt tuː ækjɝət rɛdʒɪstreɪʃən


hence the edison electrolytic meter is no longer used despite its excellent qualities

hɛns ðə ɛdɪsən ɪlɛktrəlɪtɪk miːtɝ ɪz noʊ lɔŋgɝ juːzd dɪspaɪt ɪts ɛksələnt kwɑːlətiːz


the principle employed in the edison electrolytic meter is that which exemplifies the power of electricity to decompose a chemical substance

ðə prɪnsəpəl ɛmplɔɪd ɪn ðə ɛdɪsən ɪlɛktrəlɪtɪk miːtɝ ɪz ðæt wɪtʃ ɪgzɛmpləfaɪz ðə paʊɝ ʌv ɪlɛktrɪsəti tuː diːkəmpoʊz ə kɛmɪkəl sʌbstəns


associated with this simple form of apparatus were various ingenious details and refinements to secure regularity of operation freedom from inaccuracy and immunity from such tampering as would permit theft of current or damage

əsoʊsiːeɪtəd wɪð ðɪs sɪmpəl fɔrm ʌv æpɝætəs wɝː vɛriːəs ɪndʒiːnjəs dɪteɪlz ənd rɪfaɪnmənts tuː sɪkjʊr rɛgjəlɛrəti ʌv ɑːpɝeɪʃən friːdəm frʌm ɪnækjɝəsi ənd ɪmjuːnəti frʌm sʌtʃ tæmpɝɪŋ æz wʊd pɝmɪt θɛft ʌv kɝːənt ɔr dæmədʒ


the standard edison meter practice was to remove the cells once a month to the meter room of the central station company for examination another set being substituted

ðə stændɝd ɛdɪsən miːtɝ præktɪs wɑːz tuː riːmuːv ðə sɛlz wʌns ə mʌnθ tuː ðə miːtɝ ruːm ʌv ðə sɛntrəl steɪʃən kʌmpəniː fɔr ɪgzæməneɪʃən ənʌðɝ sɛt biːɪŋ sʌbstətuːtəd


in december eighteen eighty eight mister w j jenks read an interesting paper before the american institute of electrical engineers on the six years of practical experience had up to that time with the meter then more generally in use than any other

ɪn dɪsɛmbɝ eɪtiːn eɪti eɪt mɪstɝ dʌbəljuː dʒeɪ dʒɛŋks rɛd æn ɪntərɛstɪŋ peɪpɝ bɪfɔr ðə əmɛrɪkən ɪnstɪtuːt ʌv ɪlɛktrɪkəl ɛndʒənɪrz ɑːn ðə sɪks jɪrz ʌv præktɪkəl ɪkspɪriːəns hæd ʌp tuː ðæt taɪm wɪð ðə miːtɝ ðɛn mɔr dʒɛnɝəli ɪn juːs ðæn ɛni ʌðɝ


the others having been in operation too short a time to show definite results although they also went quickly to a dividend basis

ðə ʌðɝz hævɪŋ bɪn ɪn ɑːpɝeɪʃən tuː ʃɔrt ə taɪm tuː ʃoʊ dɛfənət rɪzʌlts ɔlðoʊ ðeɪ ɔlsoʊ wɛnt kwɪkli tuː ə dɪvɪdɛnd beɪsəs


in this connection it should be mentioned that the association of edison illuminating companies in the same year adopted resolutions unanimously to the effect that the edison meter was accurate and that its use was not expensive for stations above one thousand lights and that the best financial results were invariably secured in a station selling current by meter

ɪn ðɪs kənɛkʃən ɪt ʃʊd biː mɛnʃənd ðæt ðə əsoʊsiːeɪʃən ʌv ɛdɪsən ɪluːməneɪtɪŋ kʌmpəniːz ɪn ðə seɪm jɪr ədɑːptəd rɛzəluːʃənz juːnænəməsli tuː ðə ɪfɛkt ðæt ðə ɛdɪsən miːtɝ wɑːz ækjɝət ənd ðæt ɪts juːs wɑːz nɑːt ɪkspɛnsɪv fɔr steɪʃənz əbʌv wʌn θaʊzənd laɪts ənd ðæt ðə bɛst fənænʃəl rɪzʌlts wɝː ɪnvɛriːəbli sɪkjʊrd ɪn ə steɪʃən sɛlɪŋ kɝːənt baɪ miːtɝ


the meter continued in general service during eighteen ninety nine and probably up to the close of the century

ðə miːtɝ kəntɪnjuːd ɪn dʒɛnɝəl sɝːvəs dʊrɪŋ eɪtiːn naɪnti naɪn ənd prɑːbəbliː ʌp tuː ðə kloʊs ʌv ðə sɛntʃɝi


he weighed and reweighed the meter plates and pursued every line of investigation imaginable but all in vain

hiː weɪd ənd riːweɪd ðə miːtɝ pleɪts ənd pɝsuːd ɛvɝi laɪn ʌv ɪnvɛstəgeɪʃən ɪmædʒənəbəl bʌt ɔl ɪn veɪn


he felt he was up against it and that perhaps another kind of a job would suit him better

hiː fɛlt hiː wɑːz ʌp əgɛnst ɪt ənd ðæt pɝhæps ənʌðɝ kaɪnd ʌv ə dʒɑːb wʊd suːt hɪm bɛtɝ


the problem was solved


we were more interested in the technical condition of the station than in the commercial part

wiː wɝː mɔr ɪntərɛstɪd ɪn ðə tɛknɪkəl kəndɪʃən ʌv ðə steɪʃən ðæn ɪn ðə kəmɝːʃəl pɑːrt


we had meters in which there were two bottles of liquid

wiː hæd miːtɝz ɪn wɪtʃ ðɛr wɝː tuː bɑːtəlz ʌv lɪkwəd


no words were spoken no language was uttered save that of wailing and hissing and that somehow was indistinct as if it existed in fancy and not in reality

noʊ wɝːdz wɝː spoʊkən noʊ læŋgwədʒ wɑːz ʌtɝd seɪv ðæt ʌv weɪlɪŋ ənd hɪsɪŋ ənd ðæt sʌmhaʊ wɑːz ɪndɪstɪŋkt æz ɪf ɪt ɪgzɪstəd ɪn fænsi ənd nɑːt ɪn riːælətiː


i heard a noise behind i turned and saw kaffar his black eyes shining while in his hand he held a gleaming knife he lifted it above his head as if to strike but i had the strength of ten men and i hurled him from me

aɪ hɝːd ə nɔɪz bɪhaɪnd aɪ tɝːnd ənd sɔ kæfɝ hɪz blæk aɪz ʃaɪnɪŋ waɪl ɪn hɪz hænd hiː hɛld ə gliːmɪŋ naɪf hiː lɪftəd ɪt əbʌv hɪz hɛd æz ɪf tuː straɪk bʌt aɪ hæd ðə strɛŋkθ ʌv tɛn mɛn ənd aɪ hɝːld hɪm frʌm miː


onward said a distant voice


no sound broke the stillness of the night


the story of its evil influence came back to me and in my bewildered condition i wondered whether there was not some truth in what had been said

ðə stɔri ʌv ɪts iːvəl ɪnfluːəns keɪm bæk tuː miː ənd ɪn maɪ bɪwɪldɝd kəndɪʃən aɪ wʌndɝd wɛðɝ ðɛr wɑːz nɑːt sʌm truːθ ɪn wʌt hæd bɪn sɛd


what was that

wʌt wɑːz ðæt


what then a human hand large and shapely appeared distinctly on the surface of the pond

wʌt ðɛn ə hjuːmən hænd lɑːrdʒ ənd ʃeɪpli əpɪrd dɪstɪŋktli ɑːn ðə sɝːfəs ʌv ðə pɑːnd


nothing more not even the wrist to which it might be attached

nʌθɪŋ mɔr nɑːt iːvɪn ðə rɪst tuː wɪtʃ ɪt maɪt biː ətætʃt


it did not beckon or indeed move at all it was as still as the hand of death

ɪt dɪd nɑːt bɛkən ɔr ɪndiːd muːv æt ɔl ɪt wɑːz æz stɪl æz ðə hænd ʌv dɛθ


i awoke to consciousness fighting at first it seemed as if i was fighting with a phantom but gradually my opponent became more real to me it was kaffar

aɪ əwoʊk tuː kɑːnʃəsnəs faɪtɪŋ æt fɝːst ɪt siːmd æz ɪf aɪ wɑːz faɪtɪŋ wɪð ə fæntəm bʌt grædʒuːəli maɪ əpoʊnənt bɪkeɪm mɔr riːl tuː miː ɪt wɑːz kæfɝ


a sound of voices a flash of light


a feeling of freedom and i was awake where

ə fiːlɪŋ ʌv friːdəm ənd aɪ wɑːz əweɪk wɛr


said another voice which i recognized as voltaire's kaffar

sɛd ənʌðɝ vɔɪs wɪtʃ aɪ rɛkəgnaɪzd æz voʊltɛrz kæfɝ


i had scarcely known what i had been saying or doing up to this time but as he spoke i looked at my hand

aɪ hæd skɛrsli noʊn wʌt aɪ hæd bɪn seɪɪŋ ɔr duːɪŋ ʌp tuː ðɪs taɪm bʌt æz hiː spoʊk aɪ lʊkt æt maɪ hænd


in the light of the moon i saw a knife red with blood and my hand too was also discoloured

ɪn ðə laɪt ʌv ðə muːn aɪ sɔ ə naɪf rɛd wɪð blʌd ənd maɪ hænd tuː wɑːz ɔlsoʊ dɪskʌlɝd


i do not know i am dazed bewildered


but that is kaffar's knife


i know he had it this very evening


i remember saying have we been together


voltaire picked up something from the ground and looked at it

voʊltɛr pɪkt ʌp sʌmθɪŋ frʌm ðə graʊnd ənd lʊkt æt ɪt


i say you do know what this means and you must tell us

aɪ seɪ juː duː noʊ wʌt ðɪs miːnz ənd juː mʌst tɛl ʌs


a terrible thought flashed into my mind


i had again been acting under the influence of this man's power

aɪ hæd əgɛn bɪn æktɪŋ ʌndɝ ðə ɪnfluːəns ʌv ðɪs mænz paʊɝ


perchance too kaffar's death might serve him in good stead

pɝtʃæns tuː kæfɝz dɛθ maɪt sɝːv hɪm ɪn gʊd stɛd


my tongue refused to articulate my power of speech left me

maɪ tʌŋ rəfjuːzd tuː ɑːrtɪkjəleɪt maɪ paʊɝ ʌv spiːtʃ lɛft miː


my position was too terrible


my overwrought nerves yielded at last


for some time after that i remembered nothing distinctly

fɔr sʌm taɪm æftɝ ðæt aɪ rɪmɛmbɝd nʌθɪŋ dɪstɪŋktli


concord returned to its place amidst the tents

kɑːnkɔrd rɪtɝːnd tuː ɪts pleɪs əmɪdst ðə tɛnts


the english forwarded to the french baskets of flowers of which they had made a plentiful provision to greet the arrival of the young princess the french in return invited the english to a supper which was to be given the next day

ðə ɪŋglɪʃ fɔrwɝdɪd tuː ðə frɛntʃ bæskəts ʌv flaʊɝz ʌv wɪtʃ ðeɪ hæd meɪd ə plɛntəfəl prəvɪʒən tuː griːt ðə ɝaɪvəl ʌv ðə jʌŋ prɪnsɛs ðə frɛntʃ ɪn rɪtɝːn ɪnvaɪtəd ðə ɪŋglɪʃ tuː ə sʌpɝ wɪtʃ wɑːz tuː biː gɪvən ðə nɛkst deɪ


congratulations were poured in upon the princess everywhere during her journey

kəngrætʃəleɪʃənz wɝː pɔrd ɪn əpɑːn ðə prɪnsɛs ɛvriːwɛr dʊrɪŋ hɝː dʒɝːni


from the respect paid her on all sides she seemed like a queen and from the adoration with which she was treated by two or three she appeared an object of worship the queen mother gave the french the most affectionate reception france was her native country and she had suffered too much unhappiness in england for england to have made her forget france

frʌm ðə rɪspɛkt peɪd hɝː ɑːn ɔl saɪdz ʃiː siːmd laɪk ə kwiːn ənd frʌm ðə ædɝeɪʃən wɪð wɪtʃ ʃiː wɑːz triːtəd baɪ tuː ɔr θriː ʃiː əpɪrd æn ɑːbdʒɛkt ʌv wɝːʃəp ðə kwiːn mʌðɝ geɪv ðə frɛntʃ ðə moʊst əfɛkʃənət rɪsɛpʃən fræns wɑːz hɝː neɪtɪv kʌntri ənd ʃiː hæd sʌfɝd tuː mʌtʃ ənhæpiːnɪs ɪn ɪŋglənd fɔr ɪŋglənd tuː hæv meɪd hɝː fɝgɛt fræns


she taught her daughter then by her own affection for it that love for a country where they had both been hospitably received and where a brilliant future opened before them

ʃiː tɔt hɝː dɔtɝ ðɛn baɪ hɝː oʊn əfɛkʃən fɔr ɪt ðæt lʌv fɔr ə kʌntri wɛr ðeɪ hæd boʊθ bɪn hɑːspɪtəbli rəsiːvd ənd wɛr ə brɪljənt fjuːtʃɝ oʊpənd bɪfɔr ðɛm


the count had thrown himself back on his seat leaning his shoulders against the partition of the tent and remained thus his face buried in his hands with heaving chest and restless limbs

ðə kaʊnt hæd θroʊn hɪmsɛlf bæk ɑːn hɪz siːt liːnɪŋ hɪz ʃoʊldɝz əgɛnst ðə pɑːrtɪʃən ʌv ðə tɛnt ənd rɪmeɪnd ðʌs hɪz feɪs bɛriːd ɪn hɪz hændz wɪð hiːvɪŋ tʃɛst ənd rɛstləs lɪmz


this has indeed been a harassing day continued the young man his eyes fixed upon his friend

ðɪs hæz ɪndiːd bɪn ə hɝæsɪŋ deɪ kəntɪnjuːd ðə jʌŋ mæn hɪz aɪz fɪkst əpɑːn hɪz frɛnd


you will be frank with me i always am


can you imagine why buckingham has been so violent i suspect

kæn juː ɪmædʒən waɪ bʌkɪŋhæm hæz bɪn soʊ vaɪələnt aɪ səspɛkt


it is you who are mistaken raoul i have read his distress in his eyes in his every gesture and action the whole day

ɪt ɪz juː huː ɑːr mɪsteɪkən rɑːuːl aɪ hæv rɛd hɪz dɪstrɛs ɪn hɪz aɪz ɪn hɪz ɛvɝi dʒɛstʃɝ ənd ækʃən ðə hoʊl deɪ


i can perceive love clearly enough


i am convinced of what i say said the count

aɪ æm kənvɪnst ʌv wʌt aɪ seɪ sɛd ðə kaʊnt


it is annoyance then

ɪt ɪz ənɔɪəns ðɛn


in those very terms i even added more


but continued raoul not interrupted by this movement of his friend heaven be praised the french who are pronounced to be thoughtless and indiscreet reckless even are capable of bringing a calm and sound judgment to bear on matters of such high importance

bʌt kəntɪnjuːd rɑːuːl nɑːt ɪntɝʌptɪd baɪ ðɪs muːvmənt ʌv hɪz frɛnd hɛvən biː preɪzd ðə frɛntʃ huː ɑːr prənaʊnst tuː biː θɔtləs ənd ɪndɪskriːt rɛkləs iːvɪn ɑːr keɪpəbəl ʌv brɪŋɪŋ ə kɑːm ənd saʊnd dʒʌdʒmənt tuː bɛr ɑːn mætɝz ʌv sʌtʃ haɪ ɪmpɔrtəns


thus it is that the honor of three is saved our country's our master's and our own

ðʌs ɪt ɪz ðæt ðə ɑːnɝ ʌv θriː ɪz seɪvd aʊɝ kʌntriːz aʊɝ mæstɝz ənd aʊɝ oʊn


yes i need repose many things have agitated me to day both in mind and body when you return to morrow i shall no longer be the same man

jɛs aɪ niːd riːpoʊz mɛni θɪŋz hæv ædʒəteɪtəd miː tuː deɪ boʊθ ɪn maɪnd ənd bɑːdi wɛn juː rɪtɝːn tuː mɑːroʊ aɪ ʃæl noʊ lɔŋgɝ biː ðə seɪm mæn


but in this friendly pressure raoul could detect the nervous agitation of a great internal conflict

bʌt ɪn ðɪs frɛndli prɛʃɝ rɑːuːl kʊd dɪtɛkt ðə nɝːvəs ædʒəteɪʃən ʌv ə greɪt ɪntɝːnəl kɑːnflɪkt


the night was clear starlit and splendid the tempest had passed away and the sweet influences of the evening had restored life peace and security everywhere

ðə naɪt wɑːz klɪr stɑːrlɪt ənd splɛndɪd ðə tɛmpəst hæd pæst əweɪ ənd ðə swiːt ɪnfluːənsɪz ʌv ðə iːvnɪŋ hæd rɪstɔrd laɪf piːs ənd sɪkjʊrəti ɛvriːwɛr


upon the large square in front of the hotel the shadows of the tents intersected by the golden moonbeams formed as it were a huge mosaic of jet and yellow flagstones

əpɑːn ðə lɑːrdʒ skwɛr ɪn frʌnt ʌv ðə hoʊtɛl ðə ʃædoʊz ʌv ðə tɛnts ɪntɝsɛktɪd baɪ ðə goʊldən muːnbiːmz fɔrmd æz ɪt wɝː ə hjuːdʒ moʊzeɪɪk ʌv dʒɛt ənd jɛloʊ flægstoʊnz


bragelonne watched for some time the conduct of the two lovers listened to the loud and uncivil slumbers of manicamp who snored as imperiously as though he was wearing his blue and gold instead of his violet suit

breɪdʒəlɑːn wɑːtʃt fɔr sʌm taɪm ðə kɑːndəkt ʌv ðə tuː lʌvɝz lɪsənd tuː ðə laʊd ənd ənsɪvəl slʌmbɝz ʌv mænɪkæmp huː snɔrd æz ɪmpɪriːəsli æz ðoʊ hiː wɑːz wɛrɪŋ hɪz bluː ənd goʊld ɪnstɛd ʌv hɪz vaɪəlɪt suːt


goliath makes another discovery


they were certainly no nearer the solution of their problem

ðeɪ wɝː sɝːtənli noʊ nɪrɝ ðə səluːʃən ʌv ðɛr prɑːbləm


the poor little things cried cynthia think of them having been turned to the wall all these years

ðə puːr lɪtəl θɪŋz kraɪd sɪnθiːə θɪŋk ʌv ðɛm hævɪŋ bɪn tɝːnd tuː ðə wɔl ɔl ðiːz jɪrz


now what was the sense of it two innocent babies like that

naʊ wʌt wɑːz ðə sɛns ʌv ɪt tuː ɪnəsənt beɪbiːz laɪk ðæt


but joyce had not been listening all at once she put down her candle on the table and faced her companion

bʌt dʒɔɪs hæd nɑːt bɪn lɪsənɪŋ ɔl æt wʌns ʃiː pʊt daʊn hɝː kændəl ɑːn ðə teɪbəl ənd feɪst hɝː kəmpænjən


the twin brother did something she didn't like and she turned his picture to the wall

ðə twɪn brʌðɝ dɪd sʌmθɪŋ ʃiː dɪdnt laɪk ənd ʃiː tɝːnd hɪz pɪktʃɝ tuː ðə wɔl


hers happened to be in the same frame too but she evidently didn't care about that

hɝz hæpənd tuː biː ɪn ðə seɪm freɪm tuː bʌt ʃiː ɛvədəntli dɪdnt kɛr əbaʊt ðæt


now what have you to say cynthia sprague


i thought we were stumped again when i first saw that picture but it's been of some use after all

aɪ θɔt wiː wɝː stʌmpt əgɛn wɛn aɪ fɝːst sɔ ðæt pɪktʃɝ bʌt ɪts bɪn ʌv sʌm juːs æftɝ ɔl


do you suppose the miniature was a copy of the same thing

duː juː səpoʊz ðə mɪniːətʃʊr wɑːz ə kɑːpi ʌv ðə seɪm θɪŋ


what in the world is that queried joyce


they worry me terribly and besides i'd like to see what this lovely furniture looks like without such quantities of dust all over it good scheme cyn

ðeɪ wɝːi miː tɛrəbli ənd bɪsaɪdz ɪd laɪk tuː siː wʌt ðɪs lʌvli fɝːnɪtʃɝ lʊks laɪk wɪθaʊt sʌtʃ kwɑːntətiːz ʌv dʌst ɔl oʊvɝ ɪt gʊd skiːm sɪn


we'll come in here this afternoon with old clothes on and have a regular house cleaning

wɛl kʌm ɪn hiːr ðɪs æftɝnuːn wɪð oʊld kloʊðz ɑːn ənd hæv ə rɛgjəlɝ haʊs kliːnɪŋ


it can't hurt anything i'm sure for we won't disturb things at all

ɪt kænt hɝːt ɛniːθɪŋ ɪm ʃʊr fɔr wiː woʊnt dɪstɝːb θɪŋz æt ɔl


this thought however did not enter the heads of the enthusiastic pair

ðɪs θɔt haʊɛvɝ dɪd nɑːt ɛntɝ ðə hɛdz ʌv ðə ɪnθuːziːæstɪk pɛr


smuggling the house cleaning paraphernalia into the cellar window unobserved that afternoon proved no easy task for cynthia had added a whisk broom and dust pan to the outfit

smʌglɪŋ ðə haʊs kliːnɪŋ pɛrəfəneɪljə ɪntuː ðə sɛlɝ wɪndoʊ ənəbzɝːvd ðæt æftɝnuːn pruːvd noʊ iːzi tæsk fɔr sɪnθiːə hæd ædɪd ə wɪsk bruːm ənd dʌst pæn tuː ðə aʊtfɪt


the lure proved too much for him and he came sporting after it as friskily as a young kitten much to cynthia's delight when she caught sight of him

ðə lʊr pruːvd tuː mʌtʃ fɔr hɪm ənd hiː keɪm spɔrtɪŋ æftɝ ɪt æz frɪskəli æz ə jʌŋ kɪtən mʌtʃ tuː sɪnθaɪəs dɪlaɪt wɛn ʃiː kɑːt saɪt ʌv hɪm


oh let him come along she urged i do love to see him about that old house

oʊ lɛt hɪm kʌm əlɔŋ ʃiː ɝːdʒd aɪ duː lʌv tuː siː hɪm əbaʊt ðæt oʊld haʊs


he makes it sort of cozier


now let's dust the furniture and pictures


yet little as it was it had already made a vast difference in the aspect of the room

jɛt lɪtəl æz ɪt wɑːz ɪt hæd ɔlrɛdi meɪd ə væst dɪfɝəns ɪn ðə æspɛkt ʌv ðə ruːm


surface dust at least had been removed and the fine old furniture gave a hint of its real elegance and polish

sɝːfəs dʌst æt liːst hæd bɪn riːmuːvd ənd ðə faɪn oʊld fɝːnɪtʃɝ geɪv ə hɪnt ʌv ɪts riːl ɛləgəns ənd pɑːlɪʃ


then she suddenly remarked


and my pocket money is getting low again and you haven't any left as usual

ənd maɪ pɑːkət mʌni ɪz gɛtɪŋ loʊ əgɛn ənd juː hævənt ɛni lɛft æz juːʒəwəl


they say illumination by candle light is the prettiest in the world

ðeɪ seɪ ɪluːməneɪʃən baɪ kændəl laɪt ɪz ðə prɪtiːəst ɪn ðə wɝːld


why it's goliath as usual they both cried peering in

waɪ ɪts gəlaɪəθ æz juːʒəwəl ðeɪ boʊθ kraɪd piːrɪŋ ɪn


isn't he the greatest for getting into odd corners

ɪznt hiː ðə greɪtəst fɔr gɛtɪŋ ɪntuː ɑːd kɔrnɝz


forgetting all their weariness they seized their candles and scurried through the house finding an occasional paper tucked away in some odd corner

fɝgɛtɪŋ ɔl ðɛr wɪriːnəs ðeɪ siːzd ðɛr kændəlz ənd skɝːiːd θruː ðə haʊs faɪndɪŋ æn ɔkeɪʒənəl peɪpɝ tʌkt əweɪ ɪn sʌm ɑːd kɔrnɝ


well i'm convinced that the boarded up house mystery happened not earlier than april sixteenth eighteen sixty one and probably not much later

wɛl ɪm kənvɪnst ðæt ðə bɔrdəd ʌp haʊs mɪstɝi hæpənd nɑːt ɝːliːɝ ðæn eɪprəl sɪkstiːnθ eɪtiːn sɪksti wʌn ənd prɑːbəbliː nɑːt mʌtʃ leɪtɝ


the roarings become lost in the distance


the weather if we may use that term will change before long

ðə wɛðɝ ɪf wiː meɪ juːs ðæt tɝːm wɪl tʃeɪndʒ bɪfɔr lɔŋ


the atmosphere is charged with vapours pervaded with the electricity generated by the evaporation of saline waters

ðə ætməsfɪr ɪz tʃɑːrdʒd wɪð veɪpʊrz pɝveɪdɪd wɪð ðə ɪlɛktrɪsəti dʒɛnɝeɪtəd baɪ ðə ɪvæpɝeɪʃən ʌv səliːn wɔtɝz


the electric light can scarcely penetrate through the dense curtain which has dropped over the theatre on which the battle of the elements is about to be waged

ðə ɪlɛktrɪk laɪt kæn skɛrsli pɛnətreɪt θruː ðə dɛns kɝːtən wɪtʃ hæz drɑːpt oʊvɝ ðə θiːətɝ ɑːn wɪtʃ ðə bætəl ʌv ðə ɛləmənts ɪz əbaʊt tuː biː weɪdʒd


the air is heavy the sea is calm

ðə ɛr ɪz hɛvi ðə siː ɪz kɑːm


from time to time a fleecy tuft of mist with yet some gleaming light left upon it drops down upon the dense floor of grey and loses itself in the opaque and impenetrable mass

frʌm taɪm tuː taɪm ə fliːsi tʌft ʌv mɪst wɪð jɛt sʌm gliːmɪŋ laɪt lɛft əpɑːn ɪt drɑːps daʊn əpɑːn ðə dɛns flɔr ʌv greɪ ənd luːzɪz ɪtsɛlf ɪn ðə oʊpeɪk ənd ɪmpɛnətrəbəl mæs


the atmosphere is evidently charged and surcharged with electricity

ðə ætməsfɪr ɪz ɛvədəntli tʃɑːrdʒd ənd sɝːtʃɑːrdʒd wɪð ɪlɛktrɪsəti


the wind never lulls but to acquire increased strength the vast bank of heavy clouds is a huge reservoir of fearful windy gusts and rushing storms

ðə waɪnd nɛvɝ lʌlz bʌt tuː əkwaɪɝ ɪnkriːst strɛŋkθ ðə væst bæŋk ʌv hɛvi klaʊdz ɪz ə hjuːdʒ rɛzəvwɑːr ʌv fɪrfəl wɪndi gʌsts ənd rʌʃɪŋ stɔrmz


there's a heavy storm coming on i cried pointing towards the horizon

ðɛrz ə hɛvi stɔrm kʌmɪŋ ɑːn aɪ kraɪd pɔɪntɪŋ təwɔrdz ðə hɝaɪzən


those clouds seem as if they were going to crush the sea

ðoʊz klaʊdz siːm æz ɪf ðeɪ wɝː goʊɪŋ tuː krʌʃ ðə siː


on the mast already i see the light play of a lambent saint elmo's fire the outstretched sail catches not a breath of wind and hangs like a sheet of lead

ɑːn ðə mæst ɔlrɛdi aɪ siː ðə laɪt pleɪ ʌv ə læmbənt seɪnt ɛlmoʊz faɪɝ ðə aʊtstrɛtʃt seɪl kætʃɪz nɑːt ə brɛθ ʌv waɪnd ənd hæŋz laɪk ə ʃiːt ʌv lɛd


but if we have now ceased to advance why do we yet leave that sail loose which at the first shock of the tempest may capsize us in a moment

bʌt ɪf wiː hæv naʊ siːst tuː ədvæns waɪ duː wiː jɛt liːv ðæt seɪl luːs wɪtʃ æt ðə fɝːst ʃɑːk ʌv ðə tɛmpəst meɪ kæpsaɪz ʌs ɪn ə moʊmənt


that will be safest no no never


the piled up vapours condense into water and the air put into violent action to supply the vacuum left by the condensation of the mists rouses itself into a whirlwind

ðə paɪld ʌp veɪpʊrz kəndɛns ɪntuː wɔtɝ ənd ðə ɛr pʊt ɪntuː vaɪələnt ækʃən tuː səplaɪ ðə vækjuːm lɛft baɪ ðə kɑːndənseɪʃən ʌv ðə mɪsts raʊzɪz ɪtsɛlf ɪntuː ə wɝːlwɪnd


hans stirs not


from the under surface of the clouds there are continual emissions of lurid light electric matter is in continual evolution from their component molecules the gaseous elements of the air need to be slaked with moisture for innumerable columns of water rush upwards into the air and fall back again in white foam

frʌm ðə ʌndɝ sɝːfəs ʌv ðə klaʊdz ðɛr ɑːr kəntɪnjuːəl ɪmɪʃənz ʌv lʊrəd laɪt ɪlɛktrɪk mætɝ ɪz ɪn kəntɪnjuːəl ɛvəluːʃən frʌm ðɛr kəmpoʊnənt mɑːləkjuːlz ðə gæsiːəs ɛləmənts ʌv ðə ɛr niːd tuː biː sleɪkt wɪð mɔɪstʃɝ fɔr ɪnuːmɝəbəl kɑːləmz ʌv wɔtɝ rʌʃ ʌpwɝdz ɪntuː ðə ɛr ənd fɔl bæk əgɛn ɪn waɪt foʊm


i refer to the thermometer it indicates the figure is obliterated

aɪ rəfɝː tuː ðə θɝmɑːmətɝ ɪt ɪndɪkeɪts ðə fɪgjɝ ɪz əblɪtɝeɪtɪd


is the atmospheric condition having once reached this density to become final

ɪz ðə ætməsfɛrɪk kəndɪʃən hævɪŋ wʌns riːtʃt ðɪs dɛnsəti tuː bɪkʌm faɪnəl


the raft bears on still to the south east


at noon the violence of the storm redoubles

æt nuːn ðə vaɪələns ʌv ðə stɔrm riːdʌbəlz


each of us is lashed to some part of the raft

iːtʃ ʌv ʌs ɪz læʃt tuː sʌm pɑːrt ʌv ðə ræft


the waves rise above our heads


they seem to be we are lost but i am not sure

ðeɪ siːm tuː biː wiː ɑːr lɔst bʌt aɪ æm nɑːt ʃʊr


he nods his consent


the fireball half of it white half azure blue and the size of a ten inch shell moved slowly about the raft but revolving on its own axis with astonishing velocity as if whipped round by the force of the whirlwind

ðə faɪɝbɔl hæf ʌv ɪt waɪt hæf æʒɝ bluː ənd ðə saɪz ʌv ə tɛn ɪntʃ ʃɛl muːvd sloʊli əbaʊt ðə ræft bʌt riːvɑːlvɪŋ ɑːn ɪts oʊn æksəs wɪð əstɑːnɪʃɪŋ vəlɑːsəti æz ɪf wɪpt raʊnd baɪ ðə fɔrs ʌv ðə wɝːlwɪnd


here it comes there it glides now it is up the ragged stump of the mast thence it lightly leaps on the provision bag descends with a light bound and just skims the powder magazine horrible

hiːr ɪt kʌmz ðɛr ɪt glaɪdz naʊ ɪt ɪz ʌp ðə rægəd stʌmp ʌv ðə mæst ðɛns ɪt laɪtli liːps ɑːn ðə prəvɪʒən bæg dɪsɛndz wɪð ə laɪt baʊnd ənd dʒʌst skɪmz ðə paʊdɝ mægəziːn hɔrəbəl


we shall be blown up but no the dazzling disk of mysterious light nimbly leaps aside it approaches hans who fixes his blue eye upon it steadily it threatens the head of my uncle who falls upon his knees with his head down to avoid it

wiː ʃæl biː bloʊn ʌp bʌt noʊ ðə dæzəlɪŋ dɪsk ʌv mɪstɪriːəs laɪt nɪmbli liːps əsaɪd ɪt əproʊtʃɪz hɑːns huː fɪksɪz hɪz bluː aɪ əpɑːn ɪt stɛdəli ɪt θrɛtənz ðə hɛd ʌv maɪ ʌŋkəl huː fɔlz əpɑːn hɪz niːz wɪð hɪz hɛd daʊn tuː əvɔɪd ɪt


a suffocating smell of nitrogen fills the air it enters the throat it fills the lungs

ə sʌfəkeɪtɪŋ smɛl ʌv naɪtrədʒən fɪlz ðə ɛr ɪt ɛntɝz ðə θroʊt ɪt fɪlz ðə lʌŋz


we suffer stifling pains


saturday august fifteenth the sea unbroken all round no land in sight

sætɝdi ɑːgəst fɪftiːnθ ðə siː ənbroʊkən ɔl raʊnd noʊ lænd ɪn saɪt


the horizon seems extremely distant


all my danger and sufferings were needed to strike a spark of human feeling out of him but now that i am well his nature has resumed its sway

ɔl maɪ deɪndʒɝ ənd sʌfɝɪŋz wɝː niːdəd tuː straɪk ə spɑːrk ʌv hjuːmən fiːlɪŋ aʊt ʌv hɪm bʌt naʊ ðæt aɪ æm wɛl hɪz neɪtʃɝ hæz rɪzuːmd ɪts sweɪ


you seem anxious my uncle i said seeing him continually with his glass to his eye anxious

juː siːm æŋkʃəs maɪ ʌŋkəl aɪ sɛd siːɪŋ hɪm kəntɪnjuːəli wɪð hɪz glæs tuː hɪz aɪ æŋkʃəs


one might be with less reason than now


i am not complaining that the rate is slow but that the sea is so wide

aɪ æm nɑːt kəmpleɪnɪŋ ðæt ðə reɪt ɪz sloʊ bʌt ðæt ðə siː ɪz soʊ waɪd


we are losing time and the fact is i have not come all this way to take a little sail upon a pond on a raft

wiː ɑːr luːzɪŋ taɪm ənd ðə fækt ɪz aɪ hæv nɑːt kʌm ɔl ðɪs weɪ tuː teɪk ə lɪtəl seɪl əpɑːn ə pɑːnd ɑːn ə ræft


he called this sea a pond and our long voyage taking a little sail

hiː kɔld ðɪs siː ə pɑːnd ənd aʊɝ lɔŋ vɔɪədʒ teɪkɪŋ ə lɪtəl seɪl


therefore don't talk to me about views and prospects

ðɛrfɔr dɑːnt tɔk tuː miː əbaʊt vjuːz ənd prɑːspɛkts


i take this as my answer and i leave the professor to bite his lips with impatience

aɪ teɪk ðɪs æz maɪ ænsɝ ənd aɪ liːv ðə prəfɛsɝ tuː baɪt hɪz lɪps wɪð ɪmpeɪʃəns


sunday august sixteenth


nothing new weather unchanged the wind freshens

nʌθɪŋ nuː wɛðɝ əntʃeɪndʒd ðə waɪnd frɛʃənz


but there seemed no reason to fear


the shadow of the raft was clearly outlined upon the surface of the waves

ðə ʃædoʊ ʌv ðə ræft wɑːz klɪrli aʊtlaɪnd əpɑːn ðə sɝːfəs ʌv ðə weɪvz


truly this sea is of infinite width


it must be as wide as the mediterranean or the atlantic and why not

ɪt mʌst biː æz waɪd æz ðə mɛdətɝeɪniːən ɔr ðə ətlæntɪk ənd waɪ nɑːt


these thoughts agitated me all day and my imagination scarcely calmed down after several hours sleep

ðiːz θɔts ædʒəteɪtəd miː ɔl deɪ ənd maɪ ɪmædʒəneɪʃən skɛrsli kɑːmd daʊn æftɝ sɛvɝəl aʊɝz sliːp


i shudder as i recall these monsters to my remembrance

aɪ ʃʌdɝ æz aɪ riːkɔl ðiːz mɑːnstɝz tuː maɪ riːmɛmbrəns


i saw at the hamburg museum the skeleton of one of these creatures thirty feet in length

aɪ sɔ æt ðə hæmbɝg mjuːziːəm ðə skɛlətən ʌv wʌn ʌv ðiːz kriːtʃɝz θɝːdiː fiːt ɪn lɛŋkθ


i suppose professor liedenbrock was of my opinion too and even shared my fears for after having examined the pick his eyes traversed the ocean from side to side

aɪ səpoʊz prəfɛsɝ liːdɪnbrək wɑːz ʌv maɪ əpɪnjən tuː ənd iːvɪn ʃɛrd maɪ fɪrz fɔr æftɝ hævɪŋ ɪgzæmənd ðə pɪk hɪz aɪz trævɝst ðə oʊʃən frʌm saɪd tuː saɪd


tuesday august eighteenth


during his watch i slept


two hours afterwards a terrible shock awoke me

tuː aʊɝz æftɝwɝdz ə tɛrəbəl ʃɑːk əwoʊk miː


the raft was heaved up on a watery mountain and pitched down again at a distance of twenty fathoms

ðə ræft wɑːz hiːvd ʌp ɑːn ə wɔtɝi maʊntən ənd pɪtʃt daʊn əgɛn æt ə dɪstəns ʌv twɛnti fæðəmz


there's a whale a whale cried the professor


flight was out of the question now the reptiles rose they wheeled around our little raft with a rapidity greater than that of express trains

flaɪt wɑːz aʊt ʌv ðə kwɛstʃən naʊ ðə rɛptaɪlz roʊz ðeɪ wiːld ɝaʊnd aʊɝ lɪtəl ræft wɪð ə rəpɪdəti greɪtɝ ðæn ðæt ʌv ɪksprɛs treɪnz


two monsters only were creating all this commotion and before my eyes are two reptiles of the primitive world

tuː mɑːnstɝz oʊnli wɝː kriːeɪtɪŋ ɔl ðɪs kəmoʊʃən ənd bɪfɔr maɪ aɪz ɑːr tuː rɛptaɪlz ʌv ðə prɪmətɪv wɝːld


i can distinguish the eye of the ichthyosaurus glowing like a red hot coal and as large as a man's head

aɪ kæn dɪstɪŋgwɪʃ ðə aɪ ʌv ðə ɪkθaɪəsɔrəs gloʊɪŋ laɪk ə rɛd hɑːt koʊl ənd æz lɑːrdʒ æz ə mænz hɛd


its jaw is enormous and according to naturalists it is armed with no less than one hundred and eighty two teeth

ɪts dʒɔ ɪz ɪnɔrməs ənd əkɔrdɪŋ tuː nætʃɝəlɪsts ɪt ɪz ɑːrmd wɪð noʊ lɛs ðæn wʌn hʌndrəd ənd eɪti tuː tiːθ


those huge creatures attacked each other with the greatest animosity

ðoʊz hjuːdʒ kriːtʃɝz ətækt iːtʃ ʌðɝ wɪð ðə greɪtəst ænəmɑːsəti


suddenly the ichthyosaurus and the plesiosaurus disappear below leaving a whirlpool eddying in the water

sʌdənli ðə ɪkθaɪəsɔrəs ənd ðə pliːziːəsɔrəs dɪsəpɪr bɪloʊ liːvɪŋ ə wɝːlpuːl ɛdiːɪŋ ɪn ðə wɔtɝ


as for the ichthyosaurus has he returned to his submarine cavern

æz fɔr ðə ɪkθaɪəsɔrəs hæz hiː rɪtɝːnd tuː hɪz sʌbmɝiːn kævɝn


and how odd the directions will look


poor alice


it was the white rabbit returning splendidly dressed with a pair of white kid gloves in one hand and a large fan in the other he came trotting along in a great hurry muttering to himself as he came oh the duchess the duchess

ɪt wɑːz ðə waɪt ræbət rɪtɝːnɪŋ splɛndədli drɛst wɪð ə pɛr ʌv waɪt kɪd glʌvz ɪn wʌn hænd ənd ə lɑːrdʒ fæn ɪn ðə ʌðɝ hiː keɪm trɑːtɪŋ əlɔŋ ɪn ə greɪt hɝːi mʌtɝɪŋ tuː hɪmsɛlf æz hiː keɪm oʊ ðə dʌtʃəs ðə dʌtʃəs


oh won't she be savage if i've kept her waiting

oʊ woʊnt ʃiː biː sævədʒ ɪf aɪv kɛpt hɝː weɪtɪŋ


alice took up the fan and gloves and as the hall was very hot she kept fanning herself all the time she went on talking dear dear how queer everything is to day

ælɪs tʊk ʌp ðə fæn ənd glʌvz ənd æz ðə hɔl wɑːz vɛri hɑːt ʃiː kɛpt fænɪŋ hɝsɛlf ɔl ðə taɪm ʃiː wɛnt ɑːn tɔkɪŋ dɪr dɪr haʊ kwɪr ɛvriːθɪŋ ɪz tuː deɪ


and yesterday things went on just as usual

ənd jɛstɝdeɪ θɪŋz wɛnt ɑːn dʒʌst æz juːʒəwəl


i wonder if i've been changed in the night


i almost think i can remember feeling a little different

aɪ ɔlmoʊst θɪŋk aɪ kæn rɪmɛmbɝ fiːlɪŋ ə lɪtəl dɪfɝənt


i'll try if i know all the things i used to know

ɪl traɪ ɪf aɪ noʊ ɔl ðə θɪŋz aɪ juːzd tuː noʊ


i shall never get to twenty at that rate


how cheerfully he seems to grin how neatly spread his claws and welcome little fishes in with gently smiling jaws

haʊ tʃɪrfəli hiː siːmz tuː grɪn haʊ niːtli sprɛd hɪz klɔz ənd wɛlkəm lɪtəl fɪʃəz ɪn wɪð dʒɛntli smaɪlɪŋ dʒɔz


no i've made up my mind about it if i'm mabel i'll stay down here

noʊ aɪv meɪd ʌp maɪ maɪnd əbaʊt ɪt ɪf ɪm meɪbəl ɪl steɪ daʊn hiːr


it'll be no use their putting their heads down and saying come up again dear

ɪtl biː noʊ juːs ðɛr pʌtɪŋ ðɛr hɛdz daʊn ənd seɪɪŋ kʌm ʌp əgɛn dɪr


i am so very tired of being all alone here

aɪ æm soʊ vɛri taɪɝd ʌv biːɪŋ ɔl əloʊn hiːr


and i declare it's too bad that it is


i wish i hadn't cried so much said alice as she swam about trying to find her way out

aɪ wɪʃ aɪ hædnt kraɪd soʊ mʌtʃ sɛd ælɪs æz ʃiː swæm əbaʊt traɪɪŋ tuː faɪnd hɝː weɪ aʊt


i shall be punished for it now i suppose by being drowned in my own tears

aɪ ʃæl biː pʌnɪʃt fɔr ɪt naʊ aɪ səpoʊz baɪ biːɪŋ draʊnd ɪn maɪ oʊn tɛrz


that will be a queer thing to be sure

ðæt wɪl biː ə kwɪr θɪŋ tuː biː ʃʊr


i am very tired of swimming about here o mouse

aɪ æm vɛri taɪɝd ʌv swɪmɪŋ əbaʊt hiːr oʊ maʊs


cried alice again for this time the mouse was bristling all over and she felt certain it must be really offended

kraɪd ælɪs əgɛn fɔr ðɪs taɪm ðə maʊs wɑːz brɪsəlɪŋ ɔl oʊvɝ ənd ʃiː fɛlt sɝːtən ɪt mʌst biː rɪli əfɛndəd


we won't talk about her any more if you'd rather not we indeed

wiː woʊnt tɔk əbaʊt hɝː ɛni mɔr ɪf jʌd ræðɝ nɑːt wiː ɪndiːd


he knew the silver fleece his and zora's must be ruined

hiː nuː ðə sɪlvɝ fliːs hɪz ənd zɔrəz mʌst biː ruːənd


it was the first great sorrow of his life it was not so much the loss of the cotton itself but the fantasy the hopes the dreams built around it

ɪt wɑːz ðə fɝːst greɪt sɑːroʊ ʌv hɪz laɪf ɪt wɑːz nɑːt soʊ mʌtʃ ðə lɔs ʌv ðə kɑːtən ɪtsɛlf bʌt ðə fæntəsi ðə hoʊps ðə driːmz bɪlt ɝaʊnd ɪt


ah the swamp the cruel swamp

ɑː ðə swɑːmp ðə kruːəl swɑːmp


the revelation of his love lighted and brightened slowly till it flamed like a sunrise over him and left him in burning wonder

ðə rɛvəleɪʃən ʌv hɪz lʌv laɪtəd ənd braɪtənd sloʊli tɪl ɪt fleɪmd laɪk ə sʌnraɪz oʊvɝ hɪm ənd lɛft hɪm ɪn bɝːnɪŋ wʌndɝ


he panted to know if she too knew or knew and cared not or cared and knew not

hiː pæntɪd tuː noʊ ɪf ʃiː tuː nuː ɔr nuː ənd kɛrd nɑːt ɔr kɛrd ənd nuː nɑːt


she was so strange and human a creature

ʃiː wɑːz soʊ streɪndʒ ənd hjuːmən ə kriːtʃɝ


the world was water veiled in mists


then of a sudden at midday the sun shot out hot and still no breath of air stirred the sky was like blue steel the earth steamed

ðɛn ʌv ə sʌdən æt mɪddeɪ ðə sʌn ʃɑːt aʊt hɑːt ənd stɪl noʊ brɛθ ʌv ɛr stɝːd ðə skaɪ wɑːz laɪk bluː stiːl ðə ɝːθ stiːmd


where was the use of imagining

wɛr wɑːz ðə juːs ʌv ɪmædʒənɪŋ


the lagoon had been level with the dykes a week ago and now

ðə ləguːn hæd bɪn lɛvəl wɪð ðə daɪks ə wiːk əgoʊ ənd naʊ


perhaps she too might be there waiting weeping

pɝhæps ʃiː tuː maɪt biː ðɛr weɪtɪŋ wiːpɪŋ


he started at the thought he hurried forth sadly

hiː stɑːrtəd æt ðə θɔt hiː hɝːiːd fɔrθ sædli


he splashed and stamped along farther and farther onward until he neared the rampart of the clearing and put foot upon the tree bridge

hiː splæʃt ənd stæmpt əlɔŋ fɑːrðɝ ənd fɑːrðɝ ɔnwɝd əntɪl hiː nɪrd ðə ræmpɑːrt ʌv ðə klɪrɪŋ ənd pʊt fʊt əpɑːn ðə triː brɪdʒ


then he looked down the lagoon was dry


he stood a moment bewildered then turned and rushed upon the island a great sheet of dazzling sunlight swept the place and beneath lay a mighty mass of olive green thick tall wet and willowy

hiː stʊd ə moʊmənt bɪwɪldɝd ðɛn tɝːnd ənd rʌʃt əpɑːn ðə aɪlənd ə greɪt ʃiːt ʌv dæzəlɪŋ sʌnlaɪt swɛpt ðə pleɪs ənd bɪniːθ leɪ ə maɪti mæs ʌv ɑːləv griːn θɪk tɔl wɛt ənd wɪləwi


the squares of cotton sharp edged heavy were just about to burst to bolls

ðə skwɛrz ʌv kɑːtən ʃɑːrp ɛdʒd hɛvi wɝː dʒʌst əbaʊt tuː bɝːst tuː boʊlz


for one long moment he paused stupid agape with utter amazement then leaned dizzily against a tree

fɔr wʌn lɔŋ moʊmənt hiː pɔzd stuːpəd əgeɪp wɪð ʌtɝ əmeɪzmənt ðɛn liːnd dɪzəli əgɛnst ə triː


he gazed about perplexed astonished


here lay the reading of the riddle with infinite work and pain some one had dug a canal from the lagoon to the creek into which the former had drained by a long and crooked way thus allowing it to empty directly

hiːr leɪ ðə riːdɪŋ ʌv ðə rɪdəl wɪð ɪnfənət wɝːk ənd peɪn sʌm wʌn hæd dʌg ə kənæl frʌm ðə ləguːn tuː ðə kriːk ɪntuː wɪtʃ ðə fɔrmɝ hæd dreɪnd baɪ ə lɔŋ ənd krʊkəd weɪ ðʌs əlaʊɪŋ ɪt tuː ɛmpti dɝɛktli


he sat down weak bewildered and one thought was uppermost zora

hiː sæt daʊn wiːk bɪwɪldɝd ənd wʌn θɔt wɑːz ʌpɝmoʊst zɔrə


the years of the days of her dying were ten

ðə jɪrz ʌv ðə deɪz ʌv hɝː daɪɪŋ wɝː tɛn


the hope and dream of harvest was upon the land

ðə hoʊp ənd driːm ʌv hɑːrvəst wɑːz əpɑːn ðə lænd


up in the sick room zora lay on the little white bed

ʌp ɪn ðə sɪk ruːm zɔrə leɪ ɑːn ðə lɪtəl waɪt bɛd


the net and web of endless things had been crawling and creeping around her she had struggled in dumb speechless terror against some mighty grasping that strove for her life with gnarled and creeping fingers but now at last weakly she opened her eyes and questioned

ðə nɛt ənd wɛb ʌv ɛndləs θɪŋz hæd bɪn krɔlɪŋ ənd kriːpɪŋ ɝaʊnd hɝː ʃiː hæd strʌgəld ɪn dʌm spiːtʃləs tɛrɝ əgɛnst sʌm maɪti græspɪŋ ðæt stroʊv fɔr hɝː laɪf wɪð nɑːrld ənd kriːpɪŋ fɪŋgɝz bʌt naʊ æt læst wiːkli ʃiː oʊpənd hɝː aɪz ənd kwɛstʃənd


for a while she lay in her chair in happy dreamy pleasure at sun and bird and tree

fɔr ə waɪl ʃiː leɪ ɪn hɝː tʃɛr ɪn hæpi driːmi plɛʒɝ æt sʌn ənd bɝːd ənd triː


she rose with a fleeting glance gathered the shawl round her then gliding forward wavering tremulous slipped across the road and into the swamp

ʃiː roʊz wɪð ə fliːtɪŋ glæns gæðɝd ðə ʃɔl raʊnd hɝː ðɛn glaɪdɪŋ fɔrwɝd weɪvɝɪŋ trɛmjələs slɪpt əkrɔs ðə roʊd ənd ɪntuː ðə swɑːmp


she had been born within its borders within its borders she had lived and grown and within its borders she had met her love

ʃiː hæd bɪn bɔrn wɪðɪn ɪts bɔrdɝz wɪðɪn ɪts bɔrdɝz ʃiː hæd lɪvd ənd groʊn ənd wɪðɪn ɪts bɔrdɝz ʃiː hæd mɛt hɝː lʌv


on she hurried until sweeping down to the lagoon and the island lo the cotton lay before her

ɑːn ʃiː hɝːiːd əntɪl swiːpɪŋ daʊn tuː ðə ləguːn ənd ðə aɪlənd loʊ ðə kɑːtən leɪ bɪfɔr hɝː


the chair was empty but he knew


he darted through the trees and paused a tall man strongly but slimly made

hiː dɑːrtɪd θruː ðə triːz ənd pɔzd ə tɔl mæn strɔŋli bʌt slɪmli meɪd


the hon charles smith miss sarah's brother was walking swiftly uptown from mister easterly's wall street office and his face was pale

ðə hɑːn tʃɑːrlz smɪθ mɪs sɛrəz brʌðɝ wɑːz wɔkɪŋ swɪftli ʌptaʊn frʌm mɪstɝ iːstɝliːz wɔl striːt ɔfəs ənd hɪz feɪs wɑːz peɪl


at last the cotton combine was to all appearances an assured fact and he was slated for the senate

æt læst ðə kɑːtən kɑːmbaɪn wɑːz tuː ɔl əpɪrənsəz æn əʃʊrd fækt ənd hiː wɑːz sleɪtɪd fɔr ðə sɛnət


why should he not be as other men

waɪ ʃʊd hiː nɑːt biː æz ʌðɝ mɛn


she was not herself a notably intelligent woman she greatly admired intelligence or whatever looked to her like intelligence in others

ʃiː wɑːz nɑːt hɝsɛlf ə noʊtəbli ɪntɛlədʒənt wʊmən ʃiː greɪtli ədmaɪɝd ɪntɛlədʒəns ɔr wətɛvɝ lʊkt tuː hɝː laɪk ɪntɛlədʒəns ɪn ʌðɝz


as she awaited her guests she surveyed the table with both satisfaction and disquietude for her social functions were few tonight there were she checked them off on her fingers sir james creighton the rich english manufacturer and lady creighton mister and missus vanderpool mister harry cresswell and his sister john taylor and his sister and mister charles smith whom the evening papers mentioned as likely to be united states senator from new jersey a selection of guests that had been determined unknown to the hostess by the meeting of cotton interests earlier in the day

æz ʃiː əweɪtɪd hɝː gɛsts ʃiː sɝveɪd ðə teɪbəl wɪð boʊθ sætəsfækʃən ənd dɪskwaɪətuːd fɔr hɝː soʊʃəl fʌŋkʃənz wɝː fjuː tənaɪt ðɛr wɝː ʃiː tʃɛkt ðɛm ɔf ɑːn hɝː fɪŋgɝz sɝː dʒeɪmz kreɪtən ðə rɪtʃ ɪŋglɪʃ mænjəfæktʃɝɝ ənd leɪdi kreɪtən mɪstɝ ənd mɪsɪz vændɝpuːl mɪstɝ hɛri krɛswɛl ənd hɪz sɪstɝ dʒɑːn teɪlɝ ənd hɪz sɪstɝ ənd mɪstɝ tʃɑːrlz smɪθ huːm ðə iːvnɪŋ peɪpɝz mɛnʃənd æz laɪkli tuː biː juːnaɪtəd steɪts sɛnətɝ frʌm nuː dʒɝːzi ə səlɛkʃən ʌv gɛsts ðæt hæd bɪn dɪtɝːmənd ənnoʊn tuː ðə hoʊstəs baɪ ðə miːtɪŋ ʌv kɑːtən ɪntrəsts ɝːliːɝ ɪn ðə deɪ


missus grey had met southerners before but not intimately and she always had in mind vividly their cruelty to poor negroes a subject she made a point of introducing forthwith

mɪsɪz greɪ hæd mɛt sʌðɝnɝz bɪfɔr bʌt nɑːt ɪntɪmətli ənd ʃiː ɔlweɪz hæd ɪn maɪnd vɪvədli ðɛr kruːlti tuː puːr niːgroʊz ə səbdʒɛkt ʃiː meɪd ə pɔɪnt ʌv ɪntrəduːsɪŋ fɔrθwɪθ


she was therefore most agreeably surprised to hear mister cresswell express himself so cordially as approving of negro education

ʃiː wɑːz ðɛrfɔr moʊst əgriːəbli sɝpraɪzd tuː hiːr mɪstɝ krɛswɛl ɪksprɛs hɪmsɛlf soʊ kɔrdʒəli æz əpruːvɪŋ ʌv niːgroʊ ɛdʒəkeɪʃən


but you believe in some education asked mary taylor

bʌt juː bɪliːv ɪn sʌm ɛdʒəkeɪʃən æskt mɛri teɪlɝ


i believe in the training of people to their highest capacity the englishman here heartily seconded him

aɪ bɪliːv ɪn ðə treɪnɪŋ ʌv piːpəl tuː ðɛr haɪəst kəpæsəti ðə ɪŋglɪʃmən hiːr hɑːrtəli sɛkəndɪd hɪm


but cresswell added significantly capacity differs enormously between races

bʌt krɛswɛl ædɪd sɪgnɪfɪkəntli kəpæsəti dɪfɝz ɪnɔrməsli bɪtwiːn reɪsəz


the vanderpools were sure of this and the englishman instancing india became quite eloquent missus grey was mystified but hardly dared admit it the general trend of the conversation seemed to be that most individuals needed to be submitted to the sharpest scrutiny before being allowed much education and as for the lower races it was simply criminal to open such useless opportunities to them

ðə vændɝpuːlz wɝː ʃʊr ʌv ðɪs ənd ðə ɪŋglɪʃmən ɪnstənsɪŋ ɪndiːə bɪkeɪm kwaɪt ɛləkwənt mɪsɪz greɪ wɑːz mɪstəfaɪd bʌt hɑːrdli dɛrd ədmɪt ɪt ðə dʒɛnɝəl trɛnd ʌv ðə kɑːnvɝseɪʃən siːmd tuː biː ðæt moʊst ɪndəvɪdʒəwəlz niːdəd tuː biː səbmɪtəd tuː ðə ʃɑːrpəst skruːtəni bɪfɔr biːɪŋ əlaʊd mʌtʃ ɛdʒəkeɪʃən ənd æz fɔr ðə loʊɝ reɪsəz ɪt wɑːz sɪmpli krɪmənəl tuː oʊpən sʌtʃ juːsləs ɑːpɝtuːnətiːz tuː ðɛm


positively heroic added cresswell avoiding his sister's eyes

pɑːzətɪvli hɪroʊɪk ædɪd krɛswɛl əvɔɪdɪŋ hɪz sɪstɝz aɪz


but we're not er exactly welcomed


mary taylor however related the tale of zora to missus grey's private ear later

mɛri teɪlɝ haʊɛvɝ rɪleɪtɪd ðə teɪl ʌv zɔrə tuː mɪsɪz greɪz praɪvət iːr leɪtɝ


fortunately said mister vanderpool northerners and southerners are arriving at a better mutual understanding on most of these matters

fɔrtʃənətli sɛd mɪstɝ vændɝpuːl nɔrðɝnɝz ənd sʌðɝnɝz ɑːr ɝaɪvɪŋ æt ə bɛtɝ mjuːtʃuːəl əndɝstændɪŋ ɑːn moʊst ʌv ðiːz mætɝz


in the debate between the senior societies her defence of the fifteenth amendment had been not only a notable bit of reasoning but delivered with real enthusiasm

ɪn ðə dəbeɪt bɪtwiːn ðə siːnjɝ səsaɪɪtiːz hɝː dɪfɛns ʌv ðə fɪftiːnθ əmɛndmənt hæd bɪn nɑːt oʊnli ə noʊtəbəl bɪt ʌv riːzənɪŋ bʌt dɪlɪvɝd wɪð riːl ɪnθuːziːæzəm


the south she had not thought of seriously and yet knowing of its delightful hospitality and mild climate she was not averse to charleston or new orleans

ðə saʊθ ʃiː hæd nɑːt θɔt ʌv sɪriːəsli ənd jɛt noʊɪŋ ʌv ɪts dɪlaɪtfəl hɑːspətæləti ənd maɪld klaɪmət ʃiː wɑːz nɑːt əvɝːs tuː tʃɑːrlstən ɔr nuː ɔrliːnz


john taylor who had supported her through college was interested in cotton

dʒɑːn teɪlɝ huː hæd səpɔrtəd hɝː θruː kɑːlɪdʒ wɑːz ɪntərɛstɪd ɪn kɑːtən


better go he had counselled sententiously


might learn something useful down there


but john there's no society just elementary work

bʌt dʒɑːn ðɛrz noʊ soʊsaɪɪti dʒʌst ɛləmɛntri wɝːk


been looking up tooms county


find some cresswells there big plantations rated at two hundred and fifty thousand dollars

faɪnd sʌm krɛswɛlz ðɛr bɪg plænteɪʃənz reɪtəd æt tuː hʌndrəd ənd fɪfti θaʊzənd dɑːlɝz


some others too big cotton county


you ought to know john if i teach negroes i'll scarcely see much of people in my own class

juː ɔt tuː noʊ dʒɑːn ɪf aɪ tiːtʃ niːgroʊz ɪl skɛrsli siː mʌtʃ ʌv piːpəl ɪn maɪ oʊn klæs


at any rate i say go


here she was teaching dirty children and the smell of confused odors and bodily perspiration was to her at times unbearable

hiːr ʃiː wɑːz tiːtʃɪŋ dɝːti tʃɪldrən ənd ðə smɛl ʌv kənfjuːzd oʊdɝz ənd bɑːdəli pɝːspɝeɪʃən wɑːz tuː hɝː æt taɪmz ənbɛrəbəl


she wanted a glance of the new books and periodicals and talk of great philanthropies and reforms

ʃiː wɔntɪd ə glæns ʌv ðə nuː bʊks ənd pɪriːɑːdɪkəlz ənd tɔk ʌv greɪt fəlænθrəpiːz ənd rəfɔrmz


so for the hundredth time she was thinking today as she walked alone up the lane back of the barn and then slowly down through the bottoms

soʊ fɔr ðə hʌndrədθ taɪm ʃiː wɑːz θɪŋkɪŋ tədeɪ æz ʃiː wɔkt əloʊn ʌp ðə leɪn bæk ʌv ðə bɑːrn ənd ðɛn sloʊli daʊn θruː ðə bɑːtəmz


cotton she paused


she had almost forgotten that it was here within touch and sight

ʃiː hæd ɔlmoʊst fɝgɑːtən ðæt ɪt wɑːz hiːr wɪðɪn tʌtʃ ənd saɪt


the glimmering sea of delicate leaves whispered and murmured before her stretching away to the northward

ðə glɪmɝɪŋ siː ʌv dɛləkət liːvz wɪspɝd ənd mɝːmɝd bɪfɔr hɝː strɛtʃɪŋ əweɪ tuː ðə nɔrθwɝd


there might be a bit of poetry here and there but most of this place was such desperate prose

ðɛr maɪt biː ə bɪt ʌv poʊətri hiːr ənd ðɛr bʌt moʊst ʌv ðɪs pleɪs wɑːz sʌtʃ dɛsprɪt proʊz


her regard shifted to the green stalks and leaves again and she started to move away

hɝː rəgɑːrd ʃɪftəd tuː ðə griːn stɔks ənd liːvz əgɛn ənd ʃiː stɑːrtəd tuː muːv əweɪ


cotton is a wonderful thing is it not boys she said rather primly

kɑːtən ɪz ə wʌndɝfəl θɪŋ ɪz ɪt nɑːt bɔɪz ʃiː sɛd ræðɝ prɪmli


miss taylor did not know much about cotton but at least one more remark seemed called for

mɪs teɪlɝ dɪd nɑːt noʊ mʌtʃ əbaʊt kɑːtən bʌt æt liːst wʌn mɔr rɪmɑːrk siːmd kɔld fɔr


don't know well of all things inwardly commented miss taylor literally born in cotton and oh well as much as to ask what's the use she turned again to go

dɑːnt noʊ wɛl ʌv ɔl θɪŋz ɪnwɝdli kɑːmɛntəd mɪs teɪlɝ lɪtɝəli bɔrn ɪn kɑːtən ənd oʊ wɛl æz mʌtʃ æz tuː æsk wəts ðə juːs ʃiː tɝːnd əgɛn tuː goʊ


i suppose though it's too early for them then came the explosion

aɪ səpoʊz ðoʊ ɪts tuː ɝːli fɔr ðɛm ðɛn keɪm ðə ɪksploʊʒən


goobers don't grow on the tops of vines but underground on the roots like yams is that so

guːbɝz dɑːnt groʊ ɑːn ðə tɑːps ʌv vaɪnz bʌt ʌndɝgraʊnd ɑːn ðə ruːts laɪk jæmz ɪz ðæt soʊ


the golden fleece it's the silver fleece he harkened

ðə goʊldən fliːs ɪts ðə sɪlvɝ fliːs hiː hɑːrkənd


some time you'll tell me please won't you


now for one little half hour she had been a woman talking to a boy no not even that she had been talking just talking there were no persons in the conversation just things one thing cotton

naʊ fɔr wʌn lɪtəl hæf aʊɝ ʃiː hæd bɪn ə wʊmən tɔkɪŋ tuː ə bɔɪ noʊ nɑːt iːvɪn ðæt ʃiː hæd bɪn tɔkɪŋ dʒʌst tɔkɪŋ ðɛr wɝː noʊ pɝːsənz ɪn ðə kɑːnvɝseɪʃən dʒʌst θɪŋz wʌn θɪŋ kɑːtən


and often has my mother said while on her lap i laid my head she feared for time i was not made but for eternity

ənd ɔftən hæz maɪ mʌðɝ sɛd waɪl ɑːn hɝː læp aɪ leɪd maɪ hɛd ʃiː fɪrd fɔr taɪm aɪ wɑːz nɑːt meɪd bʌt fɔr ɪtɝːnəti


why are we to be denied each other's society

waɪ ɑːr wiː tuː biː dɪnaɪd iːtʃ ʌðɝz soʊsaɪɪti


why are we to be divided


surely it must be because we are in danger of loving each other too well of losing sight of the creator in idolatry of the creature

ʃʊrli ɪt mʌst biː bɪkɔz wiː ɑːr ɪn deɪndʒɝ ʌv lʌvɪŋ iːtʃ ʌðɝ tuː wɛl ʌv luːzɪŋ saɪt ʌv ðə kriːeɪtɝ ɪn aɪdɑːlətri ʌv ðə kriːtʃɝ


we used to dispute about politics and religion

wiː juːzd tuː dɪspjuːt əbaʊt pɑːlətɪks ənd rɪlɪdʒən


she a tory and clergyman's daughter was always in a minority of one in our house of violent dissent and radicalism

ʃiː ə tɔri ənd klɝːdʒiːmənz dɔtɝ wɑːz ɔlweɪz ɪn ə maɪnɔrəti ʌv wʌn ɪn aʊɝ haʊs ʌv vaɪələnt dɪsɛnt ənd rædɪkəlɪzəm


her feeble health gave her her yielding manner for she could never oppose any one without gathering up all her strength for the struggle

hɝː fiːbəl hɛlθ geɪv hɝː hɝː jiːldɪŋ mænɝ fɔr ʃiː kʊd nɛvɝ əpoʊz ɛni wʌn wɪθaʊt gæðɝɪŋ ʌp ɔl hɝː strɛŋkθ fɔr ðə strʌgəl


he spoke french perfectly i have been told when need was but delighted usually in talking the broadest yorkshire

hiː spoʊk frɛntʃ pɝːfəktli aɪ hæv bɪn toʊld wɛn niːd wɑːz bʌt dɪlaɪtəd juːʒəwəli ɪn tɔkɪŋ ðə brɔdɪst jɔrkʃɝ


and so life and death have dispersed the circle of violent radicals and dissenters into which twenty years ago the little quiet resolute clergyman's daughter was received and by whom she was truly loved and honoured

ənd soʊ laɪf ənd dɛθ hæv dɪspɝːst ðə sɝːkəl ʌv vaɪələnt rædɪkəlz ənd dɪsɛntɝz ɪntuː wɪtʃ twɛnti jɪrz əgoʊ ðə lɪtəl kwaɪət rɛzəluːt klɝːdʒiːmənz dɔtɝ wɑːz rəsiːvd ənd baɪ huːm ʃiː wɑːz truːli lʌvd ənd ɑːnɝd


january and february of eighteen thirty seven had passed away and still there was no reply from southey

dʒænjuːɛri ənd fɛbjəwɛri ʌv eɪtiːn θɝːdiː sɛvən hæd pæst əweɪ ənd stɪl ðɛr wɑːz noʊ rɪplaɪ frʌm sʌði


i am not depreciating it when i say that in these times it is not rare

aɪ æm nɑːt dɪpriːʃiːeɪtɪŋ ɪt wɛn aɪ seɪ ðæt ɪn ðiːz taɪmz ɪt ɪz nɑːt rɛr


but it is not with a view to distinction that you should cultivate this talent if you consult your own happiness

bʌt ɪt ɪz nɑːt wɪð ə vjuː tuː dɪstɪŋkʃən ðæt juː ʃʊd kʌltəveɪt ðɪs tælənt ɪf juː kənsʌlt jɔr oʊn hæpiːnəs


you will say that a woman has no need of such a caution there can be no peril in it for her

juː wɪl seɪ ðæt ə wʊmən hæz noʊ niːd ʌv sʌtʃ ə kɑːʃən ðɛr kæn biː noʊ pɛrəl ɪn ɪt fɔr hɝː


the more she is engaged in her proper duties the less leisure will she have for it even as an accomplishment and a recreation

ðə mɔr ʃiː ɪz ɪngeɪdʒd ɪn hɝː prɑːpɝ duːtiːz ðə lɛs lɛʒɝ wɪl ʃiː hæv fɔr ɪt iːvɪn æz æn əkɑːmplɪʃmənt ənd ə rɛkriːeɪʃən


to those duties you have not yet been called and when you are you will be less eager for celebrity

tuː ðoʊz duːtiːz juː hæv nɑːt jɛt bɪn kɔld ənd wɛn juː ɑːr juː wɪl biː lɛs iːgɝ fɔr səlɛbrɪti


but do not suppose that i disparage the gift which you possess nor that i would discourage you from exercising it i only exhort you so to think of it and so to use it as to render it conducive to your own permanent good

bʌt duː nɑːt səpoʊz ðæt aɪ dɪspɛrɪdʒ ðə gɪft wɪtʃ juː pəzɛs nɔr ðæt aɪ wʊd dɪskɝːɪdʒ juː frʌm ɛksɝsaɪzɪŋ ɪt aɪ oʊnli ɪgzɔrt juː soʊ tuː θɪŋk ʌv ɪt ənd soʊ tuː juːs ɪt æz tuː rɛndɝ ɪt kənduːsɪv tuː jɔr oʊn pɝːmɑːnɛnt gʊd


farewell madam


though i may be but an ungracious adviser you will allow me therefore to subscribe myself with the best wishes for your happiness here and hereafter your true friend robert southey

ðoʊ aɪ meɪ biː bʌt æn əngreɪʃəs ædvaɪzɝ juː wɪl əlaʊ miː ðɛrfɔr tuː səbskraɪb maɪsɛlf wɪð ðə bɛst wɪʃɪz fɔr jɔr hæpiːnəs hiːr ənd hɪræftɝ jɔr truː frɛnd rɑːbɝt sʌði


sir march sixteenth


i had not ventured to hope for such a reply so considerate in its tone so noble in its spirit

aɪ hæd nɑːt vɛntʃɝd tuː hoʊp fɔr sʌtʃ ə rɪplaɪ soʊ kənsɪdɝət ɪn ɪts toʊn soʊ noʊbəl ɪn ɪts spɪrət


i know the first letter i wrote to you was all senseless trash from beginning to end but i am not altogether the idle dreaming being it would seem to denote

aɪ noʊ ðə fɝːst lɛtɝ aɪ roʊt tuː juː wɑːz ɔl sɛnsləs træʃ frʌm bɪgɪnɪŋ tuː ɛnd bʌt aɪ æm nɑːt ɔltəgɛðɝ ðə aɪdəl driːmɪŋ biːɪŋ ɪt wʊd siːm tuː dɪnoʊt


i thought it therefore my duty when i left school to become a governess

aɪ θɔt ɪt ðɛrfɔr maɪ duːti wɛn aɪ lɛft skuːl tuː bɪkʌm ə gʌvɝnəs


in the evenings i confess i do think but i never trouble any one else with my thoughts

ɪn ðə iːvnɪŋz aɪ kənfɛs aɪ duː θɪŋk bʌt aɪ nɛvɝ trʌbəl ɛni wʌn ɛls wɪð maɪ θɔts


i carefully avoid any appearance of preoccupation and eccentricity which might lead those i live amongst to suspect the nature of my pursuits

aɪ kɛrfəli əvɔɪd ɛni əpɪrəns ʌv priːɑːkjəpeɪʃən ənd ɛksəntrɪsəti wɪtʃ maɪt lɛd ðoʊz aɪ laɪv əmʌŋst tuː səspɛkt ðə neɪtʃɝ ʌv maɪ pɝsuːts


i don't always succeed for sometimes when i'm teaching or sewing i would rather be reading or writing but i try to deny myself and my father's approbation amply rewarded me for the privation

aɪ dɑːnt ɔlweɪz səksiːd fɔr səmtaɪmz wɛn ɪm tiːtʃɪŋ ɔr soʊɪŋ aɪ wʊd ræðɝ biː riːdɪŋ ɔr raɪtɪŋ bʌt aɪ traɪ tuː dɪnaɪ maɪsɛlf ənd maɪ fɑːðɝz æprəbeɪʃən æmpli rɪwɔrdɪd miː fɔr ðə praɪveɪʃən


again i thank you this incident i suppose will be renewed no more if i live to be an old woman i shall remember it thirty years hence as a bright dream

əgɛn aɪ θæŋk juː ðɪs ɪnsədənt aɪ səpoʊz wɪl biː rɪnuːd noʊ mɔr ɪf aɪ laɪv tuː biː æn oʊld wʊmən aɪ ʃæl rɪmɛmbɝ ɪt θɝːdiː jɪrz hɛns æz ə braɪt driːm


p s pray sir excuse me for writing to you a second time i could not help writing partly to tell you how thankful i am for your kindness and partly to let you know that your advice shall not be wasted however sorrowfully and reluctantly it may be at first followed c b

piː ɛs preɪ sɝː ɪkskjuːs miː fɔr raɪtɪŋ tuː juː ə sɛkənd taɪm aɪ kʊd nɑːt hɛlp raɪtɪŋ pɑːrtli tuː tɛl juː haʊ θæŋkfəl aɪ æm fɔr jɔr kaɪndnəs ənd pɑːrtli tuː lɛt juː noʊ ðæt jɔr ædvaɪs ʃæl nɑːt biː weɪstəd haʊɛvɝ sɑːroʊfəli ənd rɪlʌktəntli ɪt meɪ biː æt fɝːst fɑːloʊd siː biː


i cannot deny myself the gratification of inserting southey's reply

aɪ kænɑːt dɪnaɪ maɪsɛlf ðə grætəfəkeɪʃən ʌv ɪnsɝːtɪŋ sʌðiːz rɪplaɪ


keswick march twenty second eighteen thirty seven dear madam

kɛswɪk mɑːrtʃ twɛnti sɛkənd eɪtiːn θɝːdiː sɛvən dɪr mædəm


your letter has given me great pleasure and i should not forgive myself if i did not tell you so

jɔr lɛtɝ hæz gɪvən miː greɪt plɛʒɝ ənd aɪ ʃʊd nɑːt fɝgɪv maɪsɛlf ɪf aɪ dɪd nɑːt tɛl juː soʊ


of this second letter also she spoke and told me that it contained an invitation for her to go and see the poet if ever she visited the lakes

ʌv ðɪs sɛkənd lɛtɝ ɔlsoʊ ʃiː spoʊk ənd toʊld miː ðæt ɪt kənteɪnd æn ɪnvɪteɪʃən fɔr hɝː tuː goʊ ənd siː ðə poʊət ɪf ɛvɝ ʃiː vɪzɪtɪd ðə leɪks


on august twenty seventh eighteen thirty seven she writes

ɑːn ɑːgəst twɛnti sɛvənθ eɪtiːn θɝːdiː sɛvən ʃiː raɪts


come come i am getting really tired of your absence

kʌm kʌm aɪ æm gɛtɪŋ rɪli taɪɝd ʌv jɔr æbsəns


saturday after saturday comes round and i can have no hope of hearing your knock at the door and then being told that miss e is come oh dear

sætɝdi æftɝ sætɝdi kʌmz raʊnd ənd aɪ kæn hæv noʊ hoʊp ʌv hiːrɪŋ jɔr nɑːk æt ðə dɔr ənd ðɛn biːɪŋ toʊld ðæt mɪs iː ɪz kʌm oʊ dɪr


in this monotonous life of mine that was a pleasant event

ɪn ðɪs mənɑːtənəs laɪf ʌv maɪn ðæt wɑːz ə plɛzənt ɪvɛnt


i wish it would recur again but it will take two or three interviews before the stiffness the estrangement of this long separation will wear away

aɪ wɪʃ ɪt wʊd rɪkɝː əgɛn bʌt ɪt wɪl teɪk tuː ɔr θriː ɪntɝvjuːz bɪfɔr ðə stɪfnəs ðə ɪstreɪndʒmənt ʌv ðɪs lɔŋ sɛpɝeɪʃən wɪl wɛr əweɪ


my eyes fill with tears when i contrast the bliss of such a state brightened by hopes of the future with the melancholy state i now live in uncertain that i ever felt true contrition wandering in thought and deed longing for holiness which i shall never never obtain smitten at times to the heart with the conviction that ghastly calvinistic doctrines are true darkened in short by the very shadows of spiritual death

maɪ aɪz fɪl wɪð tɛrz wɛn aɪ kɑːntræst ðə blɪs ʌv sʌtʃ ə steɪt braɪtənd baɪ hoʊps ʌv ðə fjuːtʃɝ wɪð ðə mɛlənkɑːli steɪt aɪ naʊ laɪv ɪn ənsɝːtən ðæt aɪ ɛvɝ fɛlt truː kəntrɪʃən wɑːndɝɪŋ ɪn θɔt ənd diːd lɔŋɪŋ fɔr hoʊliːnəs wɪtʃ aɪ ʃæl nɛvɝ nɛvɝ əbteɪn smɪtən æt taɪmz tuː ðə hɑːrt wɪð ðə kənvɪkʃən ðæt gæstli kælvənɪstɪk dɑːktrənz ɑːr truː dɑːrkənd ɪn ʃɔrt baɪ ðə vɛri ʃædoʊz ʌv spɪrɪtʃuːəl dɛθ


if christian perfection be necessary to salvation i shall never be saved my heart is a very hotbed for sinful thoughts and when i decide on an action i scarcely remember to look to my redeemer for direction

ɪf krɪstʃən pɝfɛkʃən biː nɛsəsɛri tuː sælveɪʃən aɪ ʃæl nɛvɝ biː seɪvd maɪ hɑːrt ɪz ə vɛri hɑːtbɛd fɔr sɪnfəl θɔts ənd wɛn aɪ dɪsaɪd ɑːn æn ækʃən aɪ skɛrsli rɪmɛmbɝ tuː lʊk tuː maɪ rɪdiːmɝ fɔr dɝɛkʃən


and meantime i know the greatness of jehovah i acknowledge the perfection of his word i adore the purity of the christian faith my theory is right my practice horribly wrong

ənd miːntaɪm aɪ noʊ ðə greɪtnəs ʌv dʒəhoʊvə aɪ æknɑːlɪdʒ ðə pɝfɛkʃən ʌv hɪz wɝːd aɪ ədɔr ðə pjʊrəti ʌv ðə krɪstʃən feɪθ maɪ θɪri ɪz raɪt maɪ præktɪs hɔrəbli rɔŋ


the christmas holidays came and she and anne returned to the parsonage and to that happy home circle in which alone their natures expanded amongst all other people they shrivelled up more or less

ðə krɪsməs hɑːlədeɪz keɪm ənd ʃiː ənd æn rɪtɝːnd tuː ðə pɑːrsənɪdʒ ənd tuː ðæt hæpi hoʊm sɝːkəl ɪn wɪtʃ əloʊn ðɛr neɪtʃɝz ɪkspændəd əmʌŋst ɔl ʌðɝ piːpəl ðeɪ ʃrɪvəld ʌp mɔr ɔr lɛs


indeed there were only one or two strangers who could be admitted among the sisters without producing the same result

ɪndiːd ðɛr wɝː oʊnli wʌn ɔr tuː streɪndʒɝz huː kʊd biː ədmɪtəd əmʌŋ ðə sɪstɝz wɪθaʊt prəduːsɪŋ ðə seɪm rɪzʌlt


she was gone out into the village on some errand when as she was descending the steep street her foot slipped on the ice and she fell it was dark and no one saw her mischance till after a time her groans attracted the attention of a passer by

ʃiː wɑːz gɔn aʊt ɪntuː ðə vɪlədʒ ɑːn sʌm ɛrənd wɛn æz ʃiː wɑːz dɪsɛndɪŋ ðə stiːp striːt hɝː fʊt slɪpt ɑːn ðə aɪs ənd ʃiː fɛl ɪt wɑːz dɑːrk ənd noʊ wʌn sɔ hɝː mɪtʃæns tɪl æftɝ ə taɪm hɝː groʊnz ətræktəd ðə ətɛnʃən ʌv ə pæsɝ baɪ


unfortunately the fracture could not be set till six o'clock the next morning as no surgeon was to be had before that time and she now lies at our house in a very doubtful and dangerous state

ənfɔrtʃənətli ðə fræktʃɝ kʊd nɑːt biː sɛt tɪl sɪks ɑːklɑːk ðə nɛkst mɔrnɪŋ æz noʊ sɝːdʒən wɑːz tuː biː hæd bɪfɔr ðæt taɪm ənd ʃiː naʊ laɪz æt aʊɝ haʊs ɪn ə vɛri daʊtfəl ənd deɪndʒɝəs steɪt


however remembering what you told me namely that you had commended the matter to a higher decision than ours and that you were resolved to submit with resignation to that decision whatever it might be i hold it my duty to yield also and to be silent it may be all for the best

haʊɛvɝ rɪmɛmbɝɪŋ wʌt juː toʊld miː neɪmli ðæt juː hæd kəmɛndɪd ðə mætɝ tuː ə haɪɝ dɪsɪʒən ðæn aʊɝz ənd ðæt juː wɝː riːzɑːlvd tuː səbmɪt wɪð rɛzəgneɪʃən tuː ðæt dɪsɪʒən wətɛvɝ ɪt maɪt biː aɪ hoʊld ɪt maɪ duːti tuː jiːld ɔlsoʊ ənd tuː biː saɪlənt ɪt meɪ biː ɔl fɔr ðə bɛst


after this disappointment i never dare reckon with certainty on the enjoyment of a pleasure again it seems as if some fatality stood between you and me

æftɝ ðɪs dɪsəpɔɪntmənt aɪ nɛvɝ dɛr rɛkən wɪð sɝːtənti ɑːn ðə ɛndʒɔɪmənt ʌv ə plɛʒɝ əgɛn ɪt siːmz æz ɪf sʌm fətælɪti stʊd bɪtwiːn juː ənd miː


i am not good enough for you and you must be kept from the contamination of too intimate society

aɪ æm nɑːt gʊd ɪnʌf fɔr juː ənd juː mʌst biː kɛpt frʌm ðə kəntæməneɪʃən ʌv tuː ɪntəmət soʊsaɪɪti


a good neighbour of the brontes a clever intelligent yorkshire woman who keeps a druggist's shop in haworth and from her occupation her experience and excellent sense holds the position of village doctress and nurse and as such has been a friend in many a time of trial and sickness and death in the households round told me a characteristic little incident connected with tabby's fractured leg

ə gʊd neɪbɝ ʌv ðə brɑːntɛz ə klɛvɝ ɪntɛlədʒənt jɔrkʃɝ wʊmən huː kiːps ə drʌgəsts ʃɑːp ɪn hæwɝθ ənd frʌm hɝː ɑːkjəpeɪʃən hɝː ɪkspɪriːəns ənd ɛksələnt sɛns hoʊldz ðə pəzɪʃən ʌv vɪlədʒ dɑːktrəs ənd nɝːs ənd æz sʌtʃ hæz bɪn ə frɛnd ɪn mɛni ə taɪm ʌv traɪəl ənd sɪknəs ənd dɛθ ɪn ðə haʊshoʊldz raʊnd toʊld miː ə kɛrɪktɝɪstɪk lɪtəl ɪnsədənt kənɛktɪd wɪð tæbiːz fræktʃɝd lɛg


tabby had lived with them for ten or twelve years and was as charlotte expressed it one of the family

tæbi hæd lɪvd wɪð ðɛm fɔr tɛn ɔr twɛlv jɪrz ənd wɑːz æz ʃɑːrlət ɪksprɛst ɪt wʌn ʌv ðə fæməli


he refused at first to listen to the careful advice it was repugnant to his liberal nature

hiː rəfjuːzd æt fɝːst tuː lɪsən tuː ðə kɛrfəl ædvaɪs ɪt wɑːz rɪpʌgnənt tuː hɪz lɪbɝːəl neɪtʃɝ


this decision was communicated to the girls

ðɪs dɪsɪʒən wɑːz kəmjuːnəkeɪtɪd tuː ðə gɝːlz


tabby had tended them in their childhood they and none other should tend her in her infirmity and age

tæbi hæd tɛndəd ðɛm ɪn ðɛr tʃaɪldhʊd ðeɪ ənd nʌn ʌðɝ ʃʊd tɛnd hɝː ɪn hɝː ɪnfɝːmɪti ənd eɪdʒ


at tea time they were sad and silent and the meal went away untouched by any of the three

æt tiː taɪm ðeɪ wɝː sæd ənd saɪlənt ənd ðə miːl wɛnt əweɪ əntʌtʃt baɪ ɛni ʌv ðə θriː


she had another weight on her mind this christmas

ʃiː hæd ənʌðɝ weɪt ɑːn hɝː maɪnd ðɪs krɪsməs


but anne had begun to suffer just before the holidays and charlotte watched over her younger sisters with the jealous vigilance of some wild creature that changes her very nature if danger threatens her young

bʌt æn hæd bɪgʌn tuː sʌfɝ dʒʌst bɪfɔr ðə hɑːlədeɪz ənd ʃɑːrlət wɑːtʃt oʊvɝ hɝː jʌŋgɝ sɪstɝz wɪð ðə dʒɛləs vɪdʒələns ʌv sʌm waɪld kriːtʃɝ ðæt tʃeɪndʒəz hɝː vɛri neɪtʃɝ ɪf deɪndʒɝ θrɛtənz hɝː jʌŋ


stung by anxiety for this little sister she upbraided miss w for her fancied indifference to anne's state of health

stʌŋ baɪ æŋzaɪəti fɔr ðɪs lɪtəl sɪstɝ ʃiː əpbreɪdɪd mɪs dʌbəljuː fɔr hɝː fænsiːd ɪndɪfɝəns tuː æniːz steɪt ʌv hɛlθ


still her heart had received a shock in the perception of anne's delicacy and all these holidays she watched over her with the longing fond anxiety which is so full of sudden pangs of fear

stɪl hɝː hɑːrt hæd rəsiːvd ə ʃɑːk ɪn ðə pɝsɛpʃən ʌv æniːz dɛləkəsi ənd ɔl ðiːz hɑːlədeɪz ʃiː wɑːtʃt oʊvɝ hɝː wɪð ðə lɔŋɪŋ fɑːnd æŋzaɪəti wɪtʃ ɪz soʊ fʊl ʌv sʌdən pæŋz ʌv fɪr


i doubt whether branwell was maintaining himself at this time

aɪ daʊt wɛðɝ brænwɛl wɑːz meɪnteɪnɪŋ hɪmsɛlf æt ðɪs taɪm


chapter one origin

tʃæptɝ wʌn ɔrədʒən


it engenders a whole world la pegre for which read theft and a hell la pegrenne for which read hunger

ɪt ɛŋgəndɝz ə hoʊl wɝːld lɑː pɛgɝ fɔr wɪtʃ rɛd θɛft ənd ə hɛl lɑː pɛgrɛn fɔr wɪtʃ rɛd hʌŋgɝ


thus idleness is the mother

ðʌs aɪdəlnəs ɪz ðə mʌðɝ


she has a son theft and a daughter hunger

ʃiː hæz ə sʌn θɛft ənd ə dɔtɝ hʌŋgɝ


what is slang


we have never understood this sort of objections

wiː hæv nɛvɝ əndɝstʊd ðɪs sɔrt ʌv əbdʒɛkʃənz


slang is odious


slang makes one shudder


who denies that of course it does


when it is a question of probing a wound a gulf a society since when has it been considered wrong to go too far to go to the bottom

wɛn ɪt ɪz ə kwɛstʃən ʌv proʊbɪŋ ə waʊnd ə gʌlf ə soʊsaɪɪti sɪns wɛn hæz ɪt bɪn kənsɪdɝd rɔŋ tuː goʊ tuː fɑːr tuː goʊ tuː ðə bɑːtəm


we have always thought that it was sometimes a courageous act and at least a simple and useful deed worthy of the sympathetic attention which duty accepted and fulfilled merits

wiː hæv ɔlweɪz θɔt ðæt ɪt wɑːz səmtaɪmz ə kɝeɪdʒəs ækt ənd æt liːst ə sɪmpəl ənd juːsfəl diːd wɝːði ʌv ðə sɪmpəθɛtɪk ətɛnʃən wɪtʃ duːti æksɛptɪd ənd fʊlfɪld mɛrəts


why should one not explore everything and study everything

waɪ ʃʊd wʌn nɑːt ɪksplɔr ɛvriːθɪŋ ənd stʌdi ɛvriːθɪŋ


why should one halt on the way


nothing is more lugubrious than the contemplation thus in its nudity in the broad light of thought of the horrible swarming of slang

nʌθɪŋ ɪz mɔr luːgjuːbriːəs ðæn ðə kɑːntəmpleɪʃən ðʌs ɪn ɪts nuːdɪti ɪn ðə brɔd laɪt ʌv θɔt ʌv ðə hɔrəbəl swɔrmɪŋ ʌv slæŋ


now when has horror ever excluded study


since when has malady banished medicine


can one imagine a naturalist refusing to study the viper the bat the scorpion the centipede the tarantula and one who would cast them back into their darkness saying oh how ugly that is

kæn wʌn ɪmædʒən ə nætʃɝələst rəfjuːzɪŋ tuː stʌdi ðə vaɪpɝ ðə bæt ðə skɔrpiːən ðə sɛntɪpiːd ðə təræntʃuːlə ənd wʌn huː wʊd kæst ðɛm bæk ɪntuː ðɛr dɑːrknəs seɪɪŋ oʊ haʊ ʌgli ðæt ɪz


he would be like a philologist refusing to examine a fact in language a philosopher hesitating to scrutinize a fact in humanity

hiː wʊd biː laɪk ə fəlɑːlədʒɪst rəfjuːzɪŋ tuː ɪgzæmɪn ə fækt ɪn læŋgwədʒ ə fəlɑːsəfɝ hɛzəteɪtɪŋ tuː skruːtənaɪz ə fækt ɪn hjuːmænɪti


what is slang properly speaking


it is the language of wretchedness

ɪt ɪz ðə læŋgwədʒ ʌv rɛtʃɪdnəs


we may be stopped the fact may be put to us in general terms which is one way of attenuating it we may be told that all trades professions it may be added all the accidents of the social hierarchy and all forms of intelligence have their own slang

wiː meɪ biː stɑːpt ðə fækt meɪ biː pʊt tuː ʌs ɪn dʒɛnɝəl tɝːmz wɪtʃ ɪz wʌn weɪ ʌv ətɛnjuːeɪtɪŋ ɪt wiː meɪ biː toʊld ðæt ɔl treɪdz prəfɛʃənz ɪt meɪ biː ædɪd ɔl ðə æksədənts ʌv ðə soʊʃəl haɪɝɑːrki ənd ɔl fɔrmz ʌv ɪntɛlədʒəns hæv ðɛr oʊn slæŋ


the painter who says my grinder the notary who says my skip the gutter the hairdresser who says my mealyback the cobbler who says my cub talks slang

ðə peɪntɝ huː sɛz maɪ graɪndɝ ðə noʊtɝi huː sɛz maɪ skɪp ðə gʌtɝ ðə hɛrdrɛsɝ huː sɛz maɪ miːliːbæk ðə kɑːblɝ huː sɛz maɪ kʌb tɔks slæŋ


there is the slang of the affected lady as well as of the precieuses

ðɛr ɪz ðə slæŋ ʌv ðə əfɛktɪd leɪdi æz wɛl æz ʌv ðə priːʃiːʊsɪz


the sugar manufacturer who says loaf clarified lumps bastard common burnt this honest manufacturer talks slang

ðə ʃʊgɝ mænjəfæktʃɝɝ huː sɛz loʊf klɛrəfaɪd lʌmps bæstɝd kɑːmən bɝːnt ðɪs ɑːnəst mænjəfæktʃɝɝ tɔks slæŋ


algebra medicine botany have each their slang

ældʒəbrə mɛdəsən bɑːtəni hæv iːtʃ ðɛr slæŋ


to meet the needs of this conflict wretchedness has invented a language of combat which is slang

tuː miːt ðə niːdz ʌv ðɪs kɑːnflɪkt rɛtʃɪdnəs hæz ɪnvɛntəd ə læŋgwədʒ ʌv kɑːmbæt wɪtʃ ɪz slæŋ


to keep afloat and to rescue from oblivion to hold above the gulf were it but a fragment of some language which man has spoken and which would otherwise be lost that is to say one of the elements good or bad of which civilization is composed or by which it is complicated to extend the records of social observation is to serve civilization itself

tuː kiːp əfloʊt ənd tuː rɛskjuː frʌm əblɪviːən tuː hoʊld əbʌv ðə gʌlf wɝː ɪt bʌt ə frægmənt ʌv sʌm læŋgwədʒ wɪtʃ mæn hæz spoʊkən ənd wɪtʃ wʊd ʌðɝwaɪz biː lɔst ðæt ɪz tuː seɪ wʌn ʌv ðə ɛləmənts gʊd ɔr bæd ʌv wɪtʃ sɪvəlɪzeɪʃən ɪz kəmpoʊzd ɔr baɪ wɪtʃ ɪt ɪz kɑːmpləkeɪtəd tuː ɪkstɛnd ðə rəkɔrdz ʌv soʊʃəl ɑːbzɝveɪʃən ɪz tuː sɝːv sɪvəlɪzeɪʃən ɪtsɛlf


phoenician very good


even dialect let that pass


to this we reply in one word only


assuredly if the tongue which a nation or a province has spoken is worthy of interest the language which has been spoken by a misery is still more worthy of attention and study

əʃʊrədli ɪf ðə tʌŋ wɪtʃ ə neɪʃən ɔr ə prɑːvəns hæz spoʊkən ɪz wɝːði ʌv ɪntərɛst ðə læŋgwədʒ wɪtʃ hæz bɪn spoʊkən baɪ ə mɪzɝi ɪz stɪl mɔr wɝːði ʌv ətɛnʃən ənd stʌdi


and then we insist upon it the study of social deformities and infirmities and the task of pointing them out with a view to remedy is not a business in which choice is permitted

ənd ðɛn wiː ɪnsɪst əpɑːn ɪt ðə stʌdi ʌv soʊʃəl dɪfɔrmətiːz ənd ɪnfɝːmɪtiːz ənd ðə tæsk ʌv pɔɪntɪŋ ðɛm aʊt wɪð ə vjuː tuː rɛmədi ɪz nɑːt ə bɪznəs ɪn wɪtʃ tʃɔɪs ɪz pɝmɪtəd


he must descend with his heart full of charity and severity at the same time as a brother and as a judge to those impenetrable casemates where crawl pell mell those who bleed and those who deal the blow those who weep and those who curse those who fast and those who devour those who endure evil and those who inflict it

hiː mʌst dɪsɛnd wɪð hɪz hɑːrt fʊl ʌv tʃɛrɪti ənd sɪvɛrɪti æt ðə seɪm taɪm æz ə brʌðɝ ənd æz ə dʒʌdʒ tuː ðoʊz ɪmpɛnətrəbəl keɪsmeɪts wɛr krɔl pɛl mɛl ðoʊz huː bliːd ənd ðoʊz huː diːl ðə bloʊ ðoʊz huː wiːp ənd ðoʊz huː kɝːs ðoʊz huː fæst ənd ðoʊz huː dɪvaʊɝ ðoʊz huː ɛndjʊr iːvəl ənd ðoʊz huː ɪnflɪkt ɪt


do we really know the mountain well when we are not acquainted with the cavern

duː wiː rɪli noʊ ðə maʊntən wɛl wɛn wiː ɑːr nɑːt əkweɪntɪd wɪð ðə kævɝn


they constitute two different orders of facts which correspond to each other which are always interlaced and which often bring forth results

ðeɪ kɑːnstətuːt tuː dɪfɝənt ɔrdɝz ʌv fækts wɪtʃ kɔrəspɑːnd tuː iːtʃ ʌðɝ wɪtʃ ɑːr ɔlweɪz ɪntɝleɪst ənd wɪtʃ ɔftən brɪŋ fɔrθ rɪzʌlts


true history being a mixture of all things the true historian mingles in everything

truː hɪstɝi biːɪŋ ə mɪkstʃɝ ʌv ɔl θɪŋz ðə truː hɪstɔriːən mɪŋgəlz ɪn ɛvriːθɪŋ


facts form one of these and ideas the other

fækts fɔrm wʌn ʌv ðiːz ənd aɪdiːəz ðə ʌðɝ


there it clothes itself in word masks in metaphor rags

ðɛr ɪt kloʊðz ɪtsɛlf ɪn wɝːd mæsks ɪn mɛtəfɔr rægz


in this guise it becomes horrible


one perceives without understanding it a hideous murmur sounding almost like human accents but more nearly resembling a howl than an articulate word

wʌn pɝsiːvz wɪθaʊt əndɝstændɪŋ ɪt ə hɪdiːəs mɝːmɝ saʊndɪŋ ɔlmoʊst laɪk hjuːmən æksɛnts bʌt mɔr nɪrli rɪzɛmbəlɪŋ ə haʊl ðæn æn ɑːrtɪkjəleɪt wɝːd


one thinks one hears hydras talking


it is unintelligible in the dark

ɪt ɪz ənɪntɛlədʒəbəl ɪn ðə dɑːrk


it is black in misfortune it is blacker still in crime these two blacknesses amalgamated compose slang

ɪt ɪz blæk ɪn mɪsfɔrtʃən ɪt ɪz blækɝ stɪl ɪn kraɪm ðiːz tuː blæknəsəz əmælgəmeɪtɪd kəmpoʊz slæŋ


the earth is not devoid of resemblance to a jail

ðə ɝːθ ɪz nɑːt dɪvɔɪd ʌv rɪzɛmbləns tuː ə dʒeɪl


look closely at life


it is so made that everywhere we feel the sense of punishment

ɪt ɪz soʊ meɪd ðæt ɛvriːwɛr wiː fiːl ðə sɛns ʌv pʌnɪʃmənt


each day has its own great grief or its little care

iːtʃ deɪ hæz ɪts oʊn greɪt griːf ɔr ɪts lɪtəl kɛr


yesterday you were trembling for a health that is dear to you to day you fear for your own to morrow it will be anxiety about money the day after to morrow the diatribe of a slanderer the day after that the misfortune of some friend then the prevailing weather then something that has been broken or lost then a pleasure with which your conscience and your vertebral column reproach you again the course of public affairs

jɛstɝdeɪ juː wɝː trɛmbəlɪŋ fɔr ə hɛlθ ðæt ɪz dɪr tuː juː tuː deɪ juː fɪr fɔr jɔr oʊn tuː mɑːroʊ ɪt wɪl biː æŋzaɪəti əbaʊt mʌni ðə deɪ æftɝ tuː mɑːroʊ ðə daɪətraɪb ʌv ə slændɝɝ ðə deɪ æftɝ ðæt ðə mɪsfɔrtʃən ʌv sʌm frɛnd ðɛn ðə prɪveɪlɪŋ wɛðɝ ðɛn sʌmθɪŋ ðæt hæz bɪn broʊkən ɔr lɔst ðɛn ə plɛʒɝ wɪð wɪtʃ jɔr kɑːnʃəns ənd jɔr vɝːtəbrəl kɑːləm riːproʊtʃ juː əgɛn ðə kɔrs ʌv pʌblɪk əfɛrz


this without reckoning in the pains of the heart and so it goes on

ðɪs wɪθaʊt rɛkənɪŋ ɪn ðə peɪnz ʌv ðə hɑːrt ənd soʊ ɪt goʊz ɑːn


there is hardly one day out of a hundred which is wholly joyous and sunny

ðɛr ɪz hɑːrdli wʌn deɪ aʊt ʌv ə hʌndrəd wɪtʃ ɪz hoʊli dʒɔɪəs ənd sʌni


and you belong to that small class who are happy

ənd juː bɪlɔŋ tuː ðæt smɔl klæs huː ɑːr hæpi


in this world evidently the vestibule of another there are no fortunate

ɪn ðɪs wɝːld ɛvədəntli ðə vɛstɪbjuːl ʌv ənʌðɝ ðɛr ɑːr noʊ fɔrtʃənət


the real human division is this the luminous and the shady

ðə riːl hjuːmən dɪvɪʒən ɪz ðɪs ðə luːmənəs ənd ðə ʃeɪdi


to diminish the number of the shady to augment the number of the luminous that is the object

tuː dɪmɪnɪʃ ðə nʌmbɝ ʌv ðə ʃeɪdi tuː ɔgmɛnt ðə nʌmbɝ ʌv ðə luːmənəs ðæt ɪz ðə ɑːbdʒɛkt


that is why we cry education science


to teach reading means to light the fire every syllable spelled out sparkles

tuː tiːtʃ riːdɪŋ miːnz tuː laɪt ðə faɪɝ ɛvɝi sɪləbəl spɛld aʊt spɑːrkəlz


however he who says light does not necessarily say joy

haʊɛvɝ hiː huː sɛz laɪt dʌz nɑːt nɛsəsɛrəli seɪ dʒɔɪ


people suffer in the light excess burns


the flame is the enemy of the wing

ðə fleɪm ɪz ðə ɛnəmi ʌv ðə wɪŋ


to burn without ceasing to fly therein lies the marvel of genius

tuː bɝːn wɪθaʊt siːsɪŋ tuː flaɪ ðɛrɪn laɪz ðə mɑːrvəl ʌv dʒiːnjəs


it was not very much past eleven that morning when the pony carriage from brandon drew up before the little garden wicket of redman's farm

ɪt wɑːz nɑːt vɛri mʌtʃ pæst ɪlɛvən ðæt mɔrnɪŋ wɛn ðə poʊniː kærɪdʒ frʌm brændən druː ʌp bɪfɔr ðə lɪtəl gɑːrdən wɪkət ʌv rɛdmænz fɑːrm


well she was better though she had had a bad night

wɛl ʃiː wɑːz bɛtɝ ðoʊ ʃiː hæd hæd ə bæd naɪt


so there came a step and a little rustling of feminine draperies the small door opened and rachel entered with her hand extended and a pale smile of welcome

soʊ ðɛr keɪm ə stɛp ənd ə lɪtəl rʌslɪŋ ʌv fɛmənən dreɪpɝiːz ðə smɔl dɔr oʊpənd ənd reɪtʃəl ɛntɝd wɪð hɝː hænd ɪkstɛndəd ənd ə peɪl smaɪl ʌv wɛlkəm


women can hide their pain better than we men and bear it better too except when shame drops fire into the dreadful chalice

wɪmən kæn haɪd ðɛr peɪn bɛtɝ ðæn wiː mɛn ənd bɛr ɪt bɛtɝ tuː ɪksɛpt wɛn ʃeɪm drɑːps faɪɝ ɪntuː ðə drɛdfəl tʃælɪs


but poor rachel lake had more than that stoical hypocrisy which enables the tortured spirits of her sex to lift a pale face through the flames and smile

bʌt puːr reɪtʃəl leɪk hæd mɔr ðæn ðæt stoʊɪkəl hɪpɑːkrəsi wɪtʃ ɛneɪbəlz ðə tɔrtʃɝd spɪrɪts ʌv hɝː sɛks tuː lɪft ə peɪl feɪs θruː ðə fleɪmz ənd smaɪl


this transient spring and lighting up are beautiful a glamour beguiling our senses

ðɪs trænʒənt sprɪŋ ənd laɪtɪŋ ʌp ɑːr bjuːtəfəl ə glæmɝ bɪgaɪlɪŋ aʊɝ sɛnsɪz


there was something of sweetness and fondness in her tones and manner which was new to rachel and comforting and she returned the greeting as kindly and felt more like her former self

ðɛr wɑːz sʌmθɪŋ ʌv swiːtnəs ənd fɑːndnəs ɪn hɝː toʊnz ənd mænɝ wɪtʃ wɑːz nuː tuː reɪtʃəl ənd kʌmfɝtɪŋ ənd ʃiː rɪtɝːnd ðə griːtɪŋ æz kaɪndli ənd fɛlt mɔr laɪk hɝː fɔrmɝ sɛlf


rachel's pale and sharpened features and dilated eye struck her with a painful surprise

reɪtʃɪlz peɪl ənd ʃɑːrpənd fiːtʃɝz ənd daɪleɪtɪd aɪ strʌk hɝː wɪð ə peɪnfəl sɝpraɪz


you have been so ill my poor rachel


ill and troubled dear troubled in mind and miserably nervous

ɪl ənd trʌbəld dɪr trʌbəld ɪn maɪnd ənd mɪzɝəbli nɝːvəs


poor rachel her nature recoiled from deceit and she told at all events as much of the truth as she dared

puːr reɪtʃəl hɝː neɪtʃɝ riːkɔɪld frʌm dɪsiːt ənd ʃiː toʊld æt ɔl ɪvɛnts æz mʌtʃ ʌv ðə truːθ æz ʃiː dɛrd


she spoke with a sudden energy which partook of fear and passion and flushed her thin cheek and made her languid eyes flash

ʃiː spoʊk wɪð ə sʌdən ɛnɝdʒi wɪtʃ pɑːrtʊk ʌv fɪr ənd pæʃən ənd flʌʃt hɝː θɪn tʃiːk ənd meɪd hɝː læŋgwəd aɪz flæʃ


thank you rachel my cousin rachel my only friend

θæŋk juː reɪtʃəl maɪ kʌzən reɪtʃəl maɪ oʊnli frɛnd


chelford had a note from mister wylder this morning another note his coming delayed and something of his having to see some person who is abroad continued dorcas after a little pause

tʃɛlfɝd hæd ə noʊt frʌm mɪstɝ waɪldɝ ðɪs mɔrnɪŋ ənʌðɝ noʊt hɪz kʌmɪŋ dɪleɪd ənd sʌmθɪŋ ʌv hɪz hævɪŋ tuː siː sʌm pɝːsən huː ɪz əbrɔd kəntɪnjuːd dɔrkəs æftɝ ə lɪtəl pɔz


yes something everything said rachel hurriedly looking frowningly at a flower which she was twirling in her fingers

jɛs sʌmθɪŋ ɛvriːθɪŋ sɛd reɪtʃəl hɝːiːdli lʊkɪŋ fraʊnɪŋli æt ə flaʊɝ wɪtʃ ʃiː wɑːz twɝːlɪŋ ɪn hɝː fɪŋgɝz


yes said rachel


and the wan oracle having spoken she sate down in the same sort of abstraction again beside dorcas and she looked full in her cousin's eyes

ənd ðə wɑːn ɔrəkəl hævɪŋ spoʊkən ʃiː seɪt daʊn ɪn ðə seɪm sɔrt ʌv æbstrækʃən əgɛn bɪsaɪd dɔrkəs ənd ʃiː lʊkt fʊl ɪn hɝː kʌzənz aɪz


of mark wylder i say this his name has been for years hateful to me and recently it has become frightful and you will promise me simply this that you will never ask me to speak again about him

ʌv mɑːrk waɪldɝ aɪ seɪ ðɪs hɪz neɪm hæz bɪn fɔr jɪrz heɪtfəl tuː miː ənd riːsəntli ɪt hæz bɪkʌm fraɪtfəl ənd juː wɪl prɑːməs miː sɪmpli ðɪs ðæt juː wɪl nɛvɝ æsk miː tuː spiːk əgɛn əbaʊt hɪm


it is an antipathy an antipathy i cannot get over dear dorcas you may think it a madness but don't blame me

ɪt ɪz æn æntɪpəθi æn æntɪpəθi aɪ kænɑːt gɛt oʊvɝ dɪr dɔrkəs juː meɪ θɪŋk ɪt ə mædnəs bʌt dɑːnt bleɪm miː


i have very few to love me now and i thought you might love me as i have begun to love you

aɪ hæv vɛri fjuː tuː lʌv miː naʊ ənd aɪ θɔt juː maɪt lʌv miː æz aɪ hæv bɪgʌn tuː lʌv juː


and she threw her arms round her cousin's neck and brave rachel at last burst into tears

ənd ʃiː θruː hɝː ɑːrmz raʊnd hɝː kʌzənz nɛk ənd breɪv reɪtʃəl æt læst bɝːst ɪntuː tɛrz


dorcas in her strange way was moved


i like you still rachel i'm sure i'll always like you

aɪ laɪk juː stɪl reɪtʃəl ɪm ʃʊr ɪl ɔlweɪz laɪk juː


you resemble me rachel you are fearless and inflexible and generous

juː rɪzɛmbəl miː reɪtʃəl juː ɑːr fɪrləs ənd ɪnflɛksəbəl ənd dʒɛnɝəs


yes rachel i do love you


thank you dorcas dear


you know captain lake


said lord chelford addressing me


he had his hand upon lake's shoulder


they are cousins you know we are all cousins

ðeɪ ɑːr kʌzənz juː noʊ wiː ɑːr ɔl kʌzənz


whatever lord chelford said miss brandon received it very graciously and even with a momentary smile

wətɛvɝ lɔrd tʃɛlfɝd sɛd mɪs brændən rəsiːvd ɪt vɛri greɪʃəsli ənd iːvɪn wɪð ə moʊməntɛri smaɪl


but her greeting to captain lake was more than usually haughty and frozen and her features i fancied particularly proud and pale

bʌt hɝː griːtɪŋ tuː kæptən leɪk wɑːz mɔr ðæn juːʒəwəli hɔti ənd froʊzən ənd hɝː fiːtʃɝz aɪ fænsiːd pɑːrtɪkjəlɝli praʊd ənd peɪl


at dinner lake was easy and amusing


i'm glad you like it says wylder chuckling benignantly on it over his shoulder

ɪm glæd juː laɪk ɪt sɛz waɪldɝ tʃʌklɪŋ bənɪgnəntliː ɑːn ɪt oʊvɝ hɪz ʃoʊldɝ


i believe i have a little taste that way those are all real you know those jewels

aɪ bɪliːv aɪ hæv ə lɪtəl teɪst ðæt weɪ ðoʊz ɑːr ɔl riːl juː noʊ ðoʊz dʒuːəlz


and he placed it in that gentleman's fingers who now took his turn at the lamp and contemplated the little parallelogram with a gleam of sly amusement

ənd hiː pleɪst ɪt ɪn ðæt dʒɛntəlmənz fɪŋgɝz huː naʊ tʊk hɪz tɝːn æt ðə læmp ənd kɑːntəmpleɪtɪd ðə lɪtəl pɛrəlɛləgræm wɪð ə gliːm ʌv slaɪ əmjuːzmənt


i was thinking it's very like the ace of hearts answered the captain softly smiling on

aɪ wɑːz θɪŋkɪŋ ɪts vɛri laɪk ðə eɪs ʌv hɑːrts ænsɝd ðə kæptən sɔftli smaɪlɪŋ ɑːn


whereupon lake laughed quietly still looking on the ace of hearts with his sly eyes

wɛrəpɑːn leɪk læft kwaɪətli stɪl lʊkɪŋ ɑːn ðə eɪs ʌv hɑːrts wɪð hɪz slaɪ aɪz


and wylder laughed too more suddenly and noisily than the humour of the joke seemed quite to call for and glanced a grim look from the corners of his eyes on lake but the gallant captain did not seem to perceive it and after a few seconds more he handed it very innocently back to missus dorothy only remarking

ənd waɪldɝ læft tuː mɔr sʌdənli ənd nɔɪzəli ðæn ðə hjuːmɝ ʌv ðə dʒoʊk siːmd kwaɪt tuː kɔl fɔr ənd glænst ə grɪm lʊk frʌm ðə kɔrnɝz ʌv hɪz aɪz ɑːn leɪk bʌt ðə gælənt kæptən dɪd nɑːt siːm tuː pɝsiːv ɪt ənd æftɝ ə fjuː sɛkəndz mɔr hiː hændəd ɪt vɛri ɪnəsəntli bæk tuː mɪsɪz dɔrəθi oʊnli rɪmɑːrkɪŋ


do you know lake oh i really can't tell but he'll soon tire of country life

duː juː noʊ leɪk oʊ aɪ rɪli kænt tɛl bʌt hɛl suːn taɪɝ ʌv kʌntri laɪf


he's not a man for country quarters


i had a horrid dream about him last night that

aɪ hæd ə hɔrəd driːm əbaʊt hɪm læst naɪt ðæt


oh i know that's lorne brandon


all the time he was talking to me his angry little eyes were following lake

ɔl ðə taɪm hiː wɑːz tɔkɪŋ tuː miː hɪz æŋgri lɪtəl aɪz wɝː fɑːloʊɪŋ leɪk


miss lake declined the carriage to night


and he added something still less complimentary

ənd hiː ædɪd sʌmθɪŋ stɪl lɛs kɑːmpləmɛntɝi


but don't these very wise things sometimes turn out very foolishly

bʌt dɑːnt ðiːz vɛri waɪz θɪŋz səmtaɪmz tɝːn aʊt vɛri fuːlɪʃli


in the meantime i had formed a new idea of her

ɪn ðə miːntaɪm aɪ hæd fɔrmd ə nuː aɪdiːə ʌv hɝː


by this time lord chelford and wylder returned and disgusted rather with myself i ruminated on my want of general ship

baɪ ðɪs taɪm lɔrd tʃɛlfɝd ənd waɪldɝ rɪtɝːnd ənd dɪsgʌstəd ræðɝ wɪð maɪsɛlf aɪ ruːmɪneɪtɪd ɑːn maɪ wɑːnt ʌv dʒɛnɝəl ʃɪp


and he made a little dip of his cane towards brandon hall over his shoulder

ənd hiː meɪd ə lɪtəl dɪp ʌv hɪz keɪn təwɔrdz brændən hɔl oʊvɝ hɪz ʃoʊldɝ


yes so they said but that would i think have been worse

jɛs soʊ ðeɪ sɛd bʌt ðæt wʊd aɪ θɪŋk hæv bɪn wɝːs


if a fellow's been a little bit wild he's beelzebub at once

ɪf ə fɛloʊz bɪn ə lɪtəl bɪt waɪld hɛz biːlzɪbəb æt wʌns


bracton's a very good fellow i can assure you

bræktənz ə vɛri gʊd fɛloʊ aɪ kæn əʃʊr juː


i don't know and can't say how you fine gentlemen define wickedness only as an obscure female i speak according to my lights and he is generally thought the wickedest man in this county

aɪ dɑːnt noʊ ənd kænt seɪ haʊ juː faɪn dʒɛntəlmɪn dɪfaɪn wɪkədnəs oʊnli æz æn əbskjʊr fiːmeɪl aɪ spiːk əkɔrdɪŋ tuː maɪ laɪts ənd hiː ɪz dʒɛnɝəli θɔt ðə wɪkədəst mæn ɪn ðɪs kaʊnti


well you know radie women like wicked fellows it is contrast i suppose but they do and i'm sure from what bracton has said to me i know him intimately that dorcas likes him and i can't conceive why they are not married

wɛl juː noʊ reɪdi wɪmən laɪk wɪkəd fɛloʊz ɪt ɪz kɑːntræst aɪ səpoʊz bʌt ðeɪ duː ənd ɪm ʃʊr frʌm wʌt bræktən hæz sɛd tuː miː aɪ noʊ hɪm ɪntɪmətli ðæt dɔrkəs laɪks hɪm ənd aɪ kænt kənsiːv waɪ ðeɪ ɑːr nɑːt mɛriːd


their walk continued silent for the greater part neither was quite satisfied with the other but rachel at last said

ðɛr wɔk kəntɪnjuːd saɪlənt fɔr ðə greɪtɝ pɑːrt niːðɝ wɑːz kwaɪt sætəsfaɪd wɪð ðə ʌðɝ bʌt reɪtʃəl æt læst sɛd


now that's impossible radie for i really don't think i once thought of him all this evening except just while we were talking

naʊ θæts ɪmpɑːsəbəl reɪdi fɔr aɪ rɪli dɑːnt θɪŋk aɪ wʌns θɔt ʌv hɪm ɔl ðɪs iːvnɪŋ ɪksɛpt dʒʌst waɪl wiː wɝː tɔkɪŋ


there was a bright moonlight broken by the shadows of overhanging boughs and withered leaves and the mottled lights and shadows glided oddly across his pale features

ðɛr wɑːz ə braɪt muːnlaɪt broʊkən baɪ ðə ʃædoʊz ʌv oʊvɝhæŋɪŋ baʊz ənd wɪðɝd liːvz ənd ðə mɑːtəld laɪts ənd ʃædoʊz glaɪdɪd ɑːdli əkrɔs hɪz peɪl fiːtʃɝz


don't insult me stanley by talking again as you did this morning

dɑːnt ɪnsʌlt miː stænli baɪ tɔkɪŋ əgɛn æz juː dɪd ðɪs mɔrnɪŋ


what i say is altogether on your own account

wʌt aɪ seɪ ɪz ɔltəgɛðɝ ɑːn jɔr oʊn əkaʊnt


mark my words you'll find him too strong for you aye and too deep

mɑːrk maɪ wɝːdz jʌʊl faɪnd hɪm tuː strɔŋ fɔr juː aɪ ənd tuː diːp


i am very uneasy about it whatever it is i can't help it

aɪ æm vɛri əniːzi əbaʊt ɪt wətɛvɝ ɪt ɪz aɪ kænt hɛlp ɪt


to my mind there has always been something inexpressibly awful in family feuds

tuː maɪ maɪnd ðɛr hæz ɔlweɪz bɪn sʌmθɪŋ ɪnəksprɛsəbli ɔfəl ɪn fæməli fjuːdz


the mystery of their origin their capacity for evolving latent faculties of crime and the steady vitality with which they survive the hearse and speak their deep mouthed malignities in every new born generation have associated them somehow in my mind with a spell of life exceeding and distinct from human and a special satanic action

ðə mɪstɝi ʌv ðɛr ɔrədʒən ðɛr kəpæsəti fɔr ɪvɑːlvɪŋ leɪtənt fækəltiːz ʌv kraɪm ənd ðə stɛdi vaɪtæləti wɪð wɪtʃ ðeɪ sɝvaɪv ðə hɝːs ənd spiːk ðɛr diːp maʊðd məlɪgnətiːz ɪn ɛvɝi nuː bɔrn dʒɛnɝeɪʃən hæv əsoʊsiːeɪtəd ðɛm sʌmhaʊ ɪn maɪ maɪnd wɪð ə spɛl ʌv laɪf ɪksiːdɪŋ ənd dɪstɪŋkt frʌm hjuːmən ənd ə spɛʃəl sətænɪk ækʃən


the floor more than anything else showed the great age of the room

ðə flɔr mɔr ðæn ɛniːθɪŋ ɛls ʃoʊd ðə greɪt eɪdʒ ʌv ðə ruːm


my bed was unexceptionably comfortable but in my then mood i could have wished it a great deal more modern

maɪ bɛd wɑːz ənɪksɛpʃənəbli kʌmfɝtəbəl bʌt ɪn maɪ ðɛn muːd aɪ kʊd hæv wɪʃt ɪt ə greɪt diːl mɔr mɑːdɝn