text_original: Impelled by a strong fascination, I went hither and thither until a sound brought me to a stand  the echoing crack of a distant rifle. On the heels of it came another, then several together, and a faint shouting borne on the light wind. Terrorized, I sought for shelter.
text_transcription: IMPELLED BY A STRONG FASCINATION I WENT HITHER AND THITHER UNTIL A SOUND BROUGHT ME TO A STAND THE ECHOING CRACK OF A DISTANT RIFLE ON THE HEELS OF IT CAME ANOTHER THEN SEVERAL TOGETHER AND A FAINT SHOUTING BORE ON THE LIGHT WIND TERRORISED I SOUGHT FOR SHELTER
phonemes: ɪmpˈɛld baɪ ɐ stɹˈɔŋ fˌæsᵻnˈeɪʃən, aɪ wɛnt hˈɪðɚ ænd ðˈɪðɚɹ ʌntˈɪl ɐ sˈaʊnd bɹˈɔːt mˌiː tʊ ɐ stˈænd ðɪ ˈɛkoʊɪŋ kɹˈæk əvə dˈɪstənt ɹˈaɪfəl. ɔnðə hˈiːlz ʌv ɪt kˈeɪm ɐnˈʌðɚ, ðˈɛn sˈɛvɹəl təɡˈɛðɚ, ænd ɐ fˈeɪnt ʃˈaʊɾɪŋ bˈɔːɹn ɔnðə lˈaɪt wˈɪnd. tˈɛɹɚɹˌaɪzd, aɪ sˈɔːt fɔːɹ ʃˈɛltɚ.