text_original: First came a shriek that might have roused the garrison. "Villains! Murderers! Outragers of decency!" she cried with spirit, pouring a heap of invectives, now in French, now in English, much to the discomfiture of our backwoodsmen, who peered at her helplessly.
text_transcription: FIRST CAME A SHRIEK THAT MIGHT HAVE ROUSED THE GARRISON VILLAINS MURDERERS OUTRAGES OF DECENCY SHE CRIED WITH SPIRIT POURING A HEAP OF INVECTIVES NOW IN FRENCH NOW IN ENGLISH MUCH TO THE DISCOMFITURE OF OUR BACKWOODSMAN WHO PEERED AT HER HELPLESSLY
phonemes: fˈɜːst kˈeɪm ɐ ʃɹˈiːk ðæt mˌaɪthɐv ɹˈaʊzd ðə ɡˈæɹɪsən. "vˈɪlənz! mˈɜːdɚɹɚz! aʊtɹˈeɪdʒɚz ʌv dˈiːsənsi!" ʃiː kɹˈaɪd wɪð spˈɪɹɪt, pˈɔːɹɪŋ ɐ hˈiːp ʌv ɪnvˈɛktɪvz, nˈaʊ ɪn fɹˈɛntʃ, nˈaʊ ɪn ˈɪŋɡlɪʃ, mˈʌtʃ tə ðə dɪskˈʌmfɪtʃɚɹ ʌv ˌaʊɚ bˈækwʊdzmˌɛn, hˌuː pˈɪɹd æt hɜː hˈɛlpləsli.