text_original: Suddenly, with the deftness of a panther, an Indian shot forward and lifted me high in his arms. To this day I recall my terror as I dangled in mid air, staring into a hideous face.
text_transcription: SUDDENLY WITH THE DEFTNESS OF A PANTHER AN INDIAN SHOT FORWARD AND LIFTED ME HIGH IN HIS ARMS TO THIS DAY I RECALL MY TERROR AS I DANGLED IN MID AIR STARING INTO THE HIDEOUS FACE
phonemes: sˈʌdənli, wɪððə dˈɛftnəs əvə pˈænθɚ, ɐn ˈɪndiən ʃˈɑːt fˈɔːɹwɚd ænd lˈɪftᵻd mˌiː hˈaɪ ɪn hɪz ˈɑːɹmz. tə ðɪs dˈeɪ aɪ ɹᵻkˈɔːl maɪ tˈɛɹɚɹ æz aɪ dˈæŋɡəld ɪn mˈɪd ˈɛɹ, stˈɛɹɪŋ ˌɪntʊ ɐ hˈɪdiəs fˈeɪs.