text_original: Terrorized, I sought for shelter. A pile of brush underlain by ashes was by, and I crept into that. The sounds continued, but seemed to come no nearer, and my courage returning, I got out again and ran wildly through the camp toward the briers on the creek, expecting every moment to be tumbled headlong by a bullet. And when I reached the briers, what between panting and the thumping of my heart I could for a few moments hear nothing.
text_transcription: TERRORISED I SOUGHT FOR SHELTER A PILE OF BRUSH UNDERLAIN BY ASHES WAS BY AND I CREPT INTO THAT THE SOUNDS CONTINUED BUT SEEMED TO COME NO NEARER AND MY COURAGE RETURNING I GOT OUT AGAIN AND RAN WILDLY THROUGH THE CALF TOWARDS THE BRIARS ON THE CREEK EXPECTING EVERY MINUTE TO BE TUMBLED HEADLONG BY A BULLET AND WHEN I REACHED THE BRIARS BUT BETWEEN PANTING AND THE THUMPING OF MY HEART I COULD FOR A FEW MOMENTS HEAR NOTHING
phonemes: tˈɛɹɚɹˌaɪzd, aɪ sˈɔːt fɔːɹ ʃˈɛltɚ. ɐ pˈaɪl ʌv bɹˈʌʃ ˌʌndɚlˈeɪn baɪ ˈæʃᵻz wʌz bˈaɪ, ænd aɪ kɹˈɛpt ˌɪntʊ ðˈæt. ðə sˈaʊndz kəntˈɪnjuːd, bˌʌt sˈiːmd tə kˈʌm nˈoʊ nˈɪɹɚ, ænd maɪ kˈɜːɹɪdʒ ɹᵻtˈɜːnɪŋ, aɪ ɡɑːt ˈaʊt ɐɡˈɛn ænd ɹˈæn wˈaɪldli θɹuː ðə kˈæmp təwˈɔːɹd ðə bɹˈaɪɚz ɔnðə kɹˈiːk, ɛkspˈɛktɪŋ ˈɛvɹi mˈoʊmənt təbi tˈʌmbəld hˈɛdlɔŋ baɪ ɐ bˈʊlɪt. ænd wɛn aɪ ɹˈiːtʃt ðə bɹˈaɪɚz, wˌʌt bᵻtwˌiːn pˈæntɪŋ ænd ðə θˈʌmpɪŋ ʌv maɪ hˈɑːɹt aɪ kʊd fɚɹə fjˈuː mˈoʊmənts hˈɪɹ nˈʌθɪŋ.