text_original: Accordingly, at Night, there fell a great Toad out of the Blanket, which ran up and down the Hearth. A Boy catch't it, and held it in the Fire with the Tongs: where it made an horrible Noise, and Flash'd like to Gun Powder, with a report like that of a Pistol: Whereupon the Toad was no more to be seen.
text_transcription: ACCORDINGLY AT NIGHT THERE FELL A GREAT TOAD OUT OF THE BLANKET WHICH RAN UP AND DOWN THE HEARTH A BOY CATCHED IT AND HELD IT IN THE FIRE WITH THE TONGS WHERE IT MADE AN HORRIBLE NOISE AND FLASHED LIKE TO GUNPOWDER WITH A REPORT LIKE THAT OF A PISTOL WHEREUPON THE TOAD WAS NO MORE TO BE SEEN
phonemes: ɐkˈɔːɹdɪŋli, æt nˈaɪt, ðɛɹ fˈɛl ɐ ɡɹˈeɪt tˈoʊd ˌaʊɾəv ðə blˈæŋkɪt, wˌɪtʃ ɹˈæn ˌʌp ænd dˌaʊn ðə hˈɑːɹθ. ɐ bˈɔɪ kˈætʃt ɪt, ænd hˈɛld ɪɾ ɪnðə fˈaɪɚ wɪððə tˈɑːŋz: wˌɛɹ ɪt mˌeɪd æn hˈɔːɹɪbəl nˈɔɪz, ænd flˈæʃd lˈaɪk tə ɡˈʌn pˈaʊdɚ, wɪð ɐ ɹᵻpˈɔːɹt lˈaɪk ðæt əvə pˈɪstəl: wˈɛɹəpˌɑːn ðə tˈoʊd wʌz nˈoʊmˌɔːɹ təbi sˈiːn.