text_original: From a little back slum, within two stones' throw of the god of the Stoics' Club, there had come out two seamstresses to take the air; one was in consumption, having neglected to earn enough to feed herself properly for some years past, and the other looked as if she would be in consumption shortly, for the same reason. They stood on the pavement, watching the cabs drive up. Some of the Stoics saw them and thought
text_transcription: FROM A LITTLE BACK SLUM WITHIN TWO STONES THROW OF THE GOD OF THE STOICS CLUB THERE HAD COME OUT TWO SEAMSTRESSES TO TAKE THE AIR ONE WAS IN CONSUMPTION HAVING NEGLECTED TO EARN ENOUGH TO FEED HERSELF PROPERLY FOR SOME YEARS PAST AND THE OTHER LOOKED AS IF SHE WOULD BE IN CONSUMPTION SHORTLY FOR THE SAME REASON THEY STOOD ON THE PAVEMENT WATCHING THE CABS DRIVE UP SOME OF THE STOICS SAW THEM AND THOUGHT
phonemes: fɹʌm ɐ lˈɪɾəl bˈæk slˈʌm, wɪðˌɪn tˈuː stˈoʊnz θɹˈoʊ ʌvðə ɡˈɑːd ʌvðə stˈoʊɪks klˈʌb, ðɛɹ hæd kˈʌm ˈaʊt tˈuː sˈiːmstɹəsᵻz tə tˈeɪk ðɪ ˈɛɹ; wˈʌn wʌz ɪn kənsˈʌmpʃən, hˌævɪŋ nᵻɡlˈɛktᵻd tʊ ˈɜːn ɪnˈʌf tə fˈiːd hɜːsˈɛlf pɹˈɑːpɚli fɔːɹ sˌʌm jˈɪɹz pˈæst, ænd ðɪ ˈʌðɚ lˈʊkt æz ɪf ʃiː wʊd biː ɪn kənsˈʌmpʃən ʃˈɔːɹtli, fɚðə sˈeɪm ɹˈiːzən. ðeɪ stˈʊd ɔnðə pˈeɪvmənt, wˈɑːtʃɪŋ ðə kˈæbz dɹˈaɪv ˈʌp. sˌʌm ʌvðə stˈoʊɪks sˈɔː ðˌɛm ænd θˈɔːt