text_original: At length I stopped and caught my breath. Before me, in a glade opening out under great trees, what seemed a myriad of forked sticks were piled against one another, three by three, and it struck me all in a heap that I had come upon a great encampment.
text_transcription: AT LENGTH I STOPPED AND CAUGHT MY BREATH BEFORE ME IN A GLADE OPENING OUT UNDER THE GREAT TREES WHAT SEEMED A MYRIAD OF FORKED STICKS WERE PILED AGAINST ONE ANOTHER THREE BY THREE AND IT STRUCK ME ALL IN A HEAP THAT I HAD COME UPON A GREAT ENCAMPMENT
phonemes: æt lˈɛŋθ aɪ stˈɑːpt ænd kˈɔːt maɪ bɹˈɛθ. bᵻfˈɔːɹ mˌiː, ɪn ɐ ɡlˈeɪd ˈoʊpənɪŋ ˈaʊt ˌʌndɚ ɡɹˈeɪt tɹˈiːz, wˌʌt sˈiːmd ɐ mˈɪɹɪˌæd ʌv fˈɔːɹkt stˈɪks wɜː pˈaɪld ɐɡˈɛnst wˈʌn ɐnˈʌðɚ, θɹˈiː baɪ θɹˈiː, ænd ɪt stɹˈʌk mˌiː ˈɔːl ɪn ɐ hˈiːp ðæt aɪ hæd kˈʌm əpˌɑːn ɐ ɡɹˈeɪt ɛŋkˈæmpmənt.