text_original: We were challenged by the guard, and caused sufficient amazement when we appeared in the hall before the master, who was a bachelor of fifty. "'Sblood, Nick Temple!" he cried, "what are you doing here with that big Congo for a dog? The sight of him frightens me." The negro, indeed, was a sight to frighten one. The black mud of the swamps was caked on him, and his flesh was torn by brambles. "He ran away," said Nick; "and I am taking him home."
text_transcription: WE WERE CHALLENGED BY THE GUARD AND CAUSED SUFFICIENT AMAZEMENT WHEN WE APPEARED IN THE HALL BEFORE THE MASTER WHO WAS A BACHELOR OF FIFTY SBLOOD NICK TEMPLE HE CRIED WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE WITH THAT BIG CONGO FOR A DOG THE SIGHT OF HIM FRIGHTENS ME THE NEGRO INDEED WAS A SIGHT TO FRIGHTEN ONE THE BLACK MUD OF THE SWAMPS HAD CAKED ON HIM AND HIS FLESH WAS TORN BY BRAMBLES HE RAN AWAY SAID NICK I'M TAKING HIM HOME
phonemes: wiː wɜː tʃˈælɪndʒd baɪ ðə ɡˈɑːɹd, ænd kˈɔːzd səfˈɪʃənt ɐmˈeɪzmənt wɛn wiː ɐpˈɪɹd ɪnðə hˈɔːl bᵻfˌɔːɹ ðə mˈæstɚ, hˌuː wʌzɐ bˈætʃəlɚɹ ʌv fˈɪfti. "ˈɛsblˈʌd, nˈɪk tˈɛmpəl!" hiː kɹˈaɪd, "wˌʌt ɑːɹ juː dˌuːɪŋ hˈɪɹ wɪð ðæt bˈɪɡ kˈɑːŋɡoʊ fɚɹə dˈɑːɡ? ðə sˈaɪt ʌv hˌɪm fɹˈaɪʔn̩z mˌiː." ðə nˈiːɡɹoʊ, ˌɪndˈiːd, wʌzɐ sˈaɪt tə fɹˈaɪʔn̩ wˌʌn. ðə blˈæk mˈʌd ʌvðə swˈɑːmps wʌz kˈeɪkt ˈɔn hˌɪm, ænd hɪz flˈɛʃ wʌz tˈɔːɹn baɪ bɹˈæmbəlz. "hiː ɹˈæn ɐwˈeɪ," sˈɛd nˈɪk; "ænd aɪɐm tˈeɪkɪŋ hˌɪm hˈoʊm."