text_original: Behind it slanted up, in giant steps, a forest clad hill of a thousand feet, and in front of it the stream was dammed and lined with cane. "Who keeps house?" cried Tom, at the threshold. He pushed back the door, fashioned in one great slab from a forest tree. His welcome was an angry whir, and a huge yellow rattler lay coiled within, his head reared to strike.
text_transcription: BEHIND IT SLANTED UP IN GIANT STEPS A FOREST CLAD HILL OF A THOUSAND FEET AND IN FRONT OF IT THE STREAM WAS DAMMED AND LINED WITH CANE WHO KEEPS HOUSE CRIED TOM AT THE THRESHOLD HE PUSHED BACK THE DOOR FASHIONED IN ONE GREAT SLAB FROM A FOREST TREE HIS WELCOME WAS AN ANGRY WHIRL AND A HUGE YELLOW RATTLER LAY COILED WITHIN HIS HEAD REARED TO STRIKE
phonemes: bᵻhˌaɪnd ɪt slˈæntᵻd ˈʌp, ɪn dʒˈaɪənt stˈɛps, ɐ fˈɔːɹɪst klˈæd hˈɪl əvə θˈaʊzənd fˈiːt, ænd ɪn fɹˈʌnt ʌv ɪt ðə stɹˈiːm wʌz dˈæmd ænd lˈaɪnd wɪð kˈeɪn. "hˌuː kˈiːps hˈaʊs?" kɹˈaɪd tˈɑːm, æt ðə θɹˈɛʃoʊld. hiː pˈʊʃt bˈæk ðə dˈɔːɹ, fˈæʃənd ɪn wˈʌn ɡɹˈeɪt slˈæb fɹʌm ɐ fˈɔːɹɪst tɹˈiː. hɪz wˈɛlkʌm wʌz ɐn ˈæŋɡɹi wˈɜː, ænd ɐ hjˈuːdʒ jˈɛloʊ ɹˈætlɚ lˈeɪ kˈɔɪld wɪðˈɪn, hɪz hˈɛd ɹˈɪɹd tə stɹˈaɪk.