text_original: He was right, for a half hour later, when Reuben Cowder called back the nurse, the first color that had tinged the girl's cheeks in weeks was on them, and every day that followed, in spite of the difficulties and dangers in getting away from Durazzo, and the discomforts of the passage across the Adriatic on the crowded steamer, Nancy Cowder grew stronger. She would get well, she told her father confidently.
text_transcription: HE WAS RIGHT FOR A HALF HOUR LATER WHEN REUBEN POWDER CALLED BACK THE NURSE THE FIRST COLOR THAT HAD TINGED THE GIRL'S CHEEKS IN WEEKS WAS ON THEM AND EVERY DAY THAT FOLLOWED IN SPITE OF THE DIFFICULTIES AND DANGERS IN GETTING AWAY FROM DURASSO AND THE DISCOMFORTS OF THE PASSAGE ACROSS THE ADRIATIC ON THE CROWDED STEAMER NANCY COUNTER GREW STRONGER SHE WOULD GET WELL SHE TOLD HER FATHER CONFIDENTLY
phonemes: hiː wʌz ɹˈaɪt, fɚɹə hˈæf ˈaʊɚ lˈeɪɾɚ, wˌɛn ɹˈuːbən kˈaʊdɚ kˈɔːld bˈæk ðə nˈɜːs, ðə fˈɜːst kˈʌlɚ ðæt hæd tˈɪndʒd ðə ɡˈɜːlz tʃˈiːks ɪn wˈiːks wʌz ˈɔn ðˌɛm, ænd ˈɛvɹi dˈeɪ ðæt fˈɑːloʊd, ɪn spˈaɪt ʌvðə dˈɪfɪkˌʌltiz ænd dˈeɪndʒɚz ɪn ɡˌɛɾɪŋ ɐwˈeɪ fɹʌm dʊɹɹˈætsoʊ, ænd ðə dɪskˈʌmfɚts ʌvðə pˈæsɪdʒ əkɹˌɑːs ðɪ ˌædɹɪˈæɾɪk ɔnðə kɹˈaʊdᵻd stˈiːmɚ, nˈænsi kˈaʊdɚ ɡɹˈuː stɹˈɔŋɡɚ. ʃiː wʊd ɡɛt wˈɛl, ʃiː tˈoʊld hɜː fˈɑːðɚ kˈɑːnfɪdəntli.