text_original: Him I loved, and at length I solved the puzzle. To me he was Nick Temple grown to manhood. I slept in the room with Captain Sevier's boys, and one window of it was of paper smeared with bear's grease, through which the sunlight came all bleared and yellow in the morning.
text_transcription: HIM I LOVED AND AT LENGTH I SOLVED THE PUZZLE TO ME HE WAS NICK TEMPLE GROWN TO MANHOOD I SLEPT IN THE ROOM WITH CAPTAIN SEVIOR'S BOYS AND ONE WINDOW OF IT WAS OF PAPER SMEARED WITH BEAR'S GREASE THROUGH WHICH THE SUNLIGHT CAME ALL BLEARED AND YELLOW IN THE MORNING
phonemes: hˌɪm aɪ lˈʌvd, ænd æt lˈɛŋθ aɪ sˈɑːlvd ðə pˈʌzəl. tə mˌiː hiː wʌz nˈɪk tˈɛmpəl ɡɹˈoʊn tə mˈænhʊd. aɪ slˈɛpt ɪnðə ɹˈuːm wɪð kˈæptɪn sˈɛviɚz bˈɔɪz, ænd wˈʌn wˈɪndoʊ ʌv ɪt wʌz ʌv pˈeɪpɚ smˈɪɹd wɪð bˈɛɹz ɡɹˈiːs, θɹuː wˌɪtʃ ðə sˈʌnlaɪt kˈeɪm ˈɔːl blˈɪɹd ænd jˈɛloʊ ɪnðə mˈɔːɹnɪŋ.