text_original: Riley held a little back of the two, being the coward. But Cutcheon stood ready, like a wolf. I did not wait for him to spring, but, taking the best aim I could with my two hands, fired. With a curse that echoed in the crags, he threw up his arms and fell forward, writhing, on the turf. "Run for the cabin, Polly Ann," I shouted, "and bar the door." There was no need. For an instant Riley wavered, and then fled to the cane.
text_transcription: RILEY HELD A LITTLE BACK OF THE TWO BEING THE COWARD BUT CUTCHEON STOOD READY LIKE A WOLF I DID NOT WAIT FOR HIM TO SPRING BUT TAKING THE BEST AIM I COULD WITH MY TWO HANDS FIRED WITH A CURSE THAT ECHOED IN THE CRAGS HE THREW UP HIS ARMS AND FELL FORWARD WRITHING ON THE TURF RUN FOR THE CABIN POLLYAN I SHOUTED AND BAR THE DOOR THERE WAS NO NEED FOR AN INSTANT RILEY WAVERED AND THEN FLED TO THE CANE
phonemes: ɹˈaɪli hˈɛld ɐ lˈɪɾəl bˈæk ʌvðə tˈuː, bˌiːɪŋ ðə kˈaʊɚd. bˌʌt kˈʌtʃən stˈʊd ɹˈɛdi, lˈaɪk ɐ wˈʊlf. aɪ dɪdnˌɑːt wˈeɪt fɔːɹ hˌɪm tə spɹˈɪŋ, bˌʌt, tˈeɪkɪŋ ðə bˈɛst ˈeɪm aɪ kʊd wɪð maɪ tˈuː hˈændz, fˈaɪɚd. wɪð ɐ kˈɜːs ðæt ˈɛkoʊd ɪnðə kɹˈæɡz, hiː θɹˈuː ˌʌp hɪz ˈɑːɹmz ænd fˈɛl fˈɔːɹwɚd, ɹˈaɪðɪŋ, ɔnðə tˈɜːf. "ɹˈʌn fɚðə kˈæbɪn, pˈɑːli ˈæn," aɪ ʃˈaʊɾᵻd, "ænd bˈɑːɹ ðə dˈɔːɹ." ðɛɹwˌʌz nˈoʊ nˈiːd. fɚɹən ˈɪnstənt ɹˈaɪli wˈeɪvɚd, ænd ðˈɛn flˈɛd tə ðə kˈeɪn.