text_original: With tears in his little blue eyes he had begged the Colonel to take him, and I remember him well on that June morning, his red face perspiring under the white bristles of his hair as he strained at the big oar.
text_transcription: WITH TEARS IN HIS LITTLE BLUE EYES HE HAD BEGGED THE COLONEL TO TAKE HIM AND I REMEMBER HIM WELL ON THAT JUNE MORNING HIS RED FACE PERSPIRING UNDER THE WHITE BRISTLES OF HIS HAIR AS HE STRAINED AT THE BIG OAR
phonemes: wɪð tˈɪɹz ɪn hɪz lˈɪɾəl blˈuː ˈaɪz hiː hæd bˈɛɡd ðə kˈɜːnəl tə tˈeɪk hˌɪm, ænd aɪ ɹᵻmˈɛmbɚ hˌɪm wˈɛl ˌɔn ðæt dʒˈuːn mˈɔːɹnɪŋ, hɪz ɹˈɛd fˈeɪs pɚspˈaɪɚɹɪŋ ˌʌndɚ ðə wˈaɪt bɹˈɪsəlz ʌv hɪz hˈɛɹ æz hiː stɹˈeɪnd æt ðə bˈɪɡ ˈɔːɹ.