text_original: It was but five miles into Sabinsport, but Dick always thought of it as the longest and blackest five miles he ever walked. As one drew nearer the town, the valley and the river unfolded, giving glimpses of rare loveliness, but they were lost on him now, though he had been looking forward to them all the morning as a delightful finish to his tramp. The tormented world was again on his back  his mind was grappling with the awful possibilities in the news.
text_transcription: IT WAS BUT FIVE MILES INTO SEBENSPORT BUT DICK ALWAYS THOUGHT OF IT AS THE LONGEST AND BLACKEST FIVE MILES HE EVER WALKED AS ONE DREW NEARER THE TOWN THE VALLEY AND THE RIVER UNFOLDED GIVING GLIMPSES OF RARE LOVELINESS BUT THEY WERE LOST ONLY NOW THOUGH HE HAD BEEN LOOKING FORWARD TO THEM ALL THE MORNING AS A DELIGHTFUL FINISH TO HIS TRAMP THE TORMENTED WHIRL WAS AGAIN ON HIS BACK HIS MIND WAS GRAPPLING WITH THE AWFUL POSSIBILITIES IN THE NEWS
phonemes: ɪt wʌz bˌʌt fˈaɪv mˈaɪlz ˌɪntʊ sˈæbɪnspˌɔːɹt, bˌʌt dˈɪk ˈɔːlweɪz θˈɔːt ʌv ɪɾ æz ðə lˈɔŋɡɪst ænd blˈækɪst fˈaɪv mˈaɪlz hiː ˈɛvɚ wˈɔːkt. æz wˈʌn dɹˈuː nˈɪɹɚ ðə tˈaʊn, ðə vˈæli ænd ðə ɹˈɪvɚɹ ʌnfˈoʊldᵻd, ɡˈɪvɪŋ ɡlˈɪmpsᵻz ʌv ɹˈɛɹ lˈʌvlinəs, bˌʌt ðeɪ wɜː lˈɔst ˌɔn hˌɪm nˈaʊ, ðˌoʊ hiː hɐdbɪn lˈʊkɪŋ fˈɔːɹwɚd tə ðˌɛm ˈɔːl ðə mˈɔːɹnɪŋ æz ɐ dᵻlˈaɪtfəl fˈɪnɪʃ tə hɪz tɹˈæmp. ðə tɔːɹmˈɛntᵻd wˈɜːld wʌz ɐɡˈɛn ˌɔn hɪz bˈæk hɪz mˈaɪnd wʌz ɡɹˈæplɪŋ wɪððɪ ˈɔːfəl pˌɑːsəbˈɪlᵻɾiz ɪnðə nˈuːz.