text_original: We gathered on the western skirts of the village to give Bowman's company a cheer, and every man, woman, and child in the place watched the little column as it wound snakelike over the prairie on the road to Fort Chartres, until it was lost in the cottonwoods to the westward.
text_transcription: WE GATHERED ON THE WESTERN SKIRTS OF THE VILLAGE TO GIVE BOEHMEN'S COMPANY A CHEER AND EVERY MAN WOMAN AND CHILD IN THE PLACE WATCHED THE LITTLE COLUMN AS IT WOUND SNAKELIKE OVER THE PRAIRIE ON THE ROAD TO FORT SHONT UNTIL IT WAS LOST IN THE COTTONWOODS TO THE WESTWARD
phonemes: wiː ɡˈæðɚd ɔnðə wˈɛstɚn skˈɜːts ʌvðə vˈɪlɪdʒ tə ɡˈɪv bˈoʊmənz kˈʌmpəni ɐ tʃˈɪɹ, ænd ˈɛvɹi mˈæn, wˈʊmən, ænd tʃˈaɪld ɪnðə plˈeɪs wˈɑːtʃt ðə lˈɪɾəl kˈɑːlʌm æz ɪt wˈuːnd snˈeɪklaɪk ˌoʊvɚ ðə pɹˈɛɹi ɔnðə ɹˈoʊd tə fˈɔːɹt ʃˈɑːɹɾɚz, ʌntˈɪl ɪt wʌz lˈɔst ɪnðə kˈɑːʔn̩wˌʊdz tə ðə wˈɛstwɚd.