text_original: At last he took down a bat and began oiling it. Sixteen years ago, when Husell was born, he had been overtaken by sounds that he had never to this day forgotten; they had clung to the nerves of his memory, and for no reward would he hear them again.
text_transcription: AT LAST HE TOOK DOWN A BAT AND BEGAN OILING IT SIXTEEN YEARS AGO WHEN HUSEL WAS BORN HE HAD BEEN OVERTAKEN BY SOUNDS THAT HE HAD NEVER TO THIS DAY FORGOTTEN THEY HAD CLUNG TO THE NERVES OF HIS MEMORY AND FOR NO REWARD WOULD HE HEAR THEM AGAIN
phonemes: æt lˈæst hiː tˈʊk dˌaʊn ɐ bˈæt ænd bɪɡˈæn ˈɔɪlɪŋ ɪt. sˈɪkstiːn jˈɪɹz ɐɡˈoʊ, wˌɛn hjˈuːsɛl wʌz bˈɔːɹn, hiː hɐdbɪn ˌoʊvɚtˈeɪkən baɪ sˈaʊndz ðæt hiː hæd nˈɛvɚ tə ðɪs dˈeɪ fɚɡˈɑːʔn̩; ðeɪ hæd klˈʌŋ tə ðə nˈɜːvz ʌv hɪz mˈɛmɚɹi, ænd fɔːɹ nˈoʊ ɹᵻwˈɔːɹd wʊd hiː hˈɪɹ ðˌɛm ɐɡˈɛn.