text_original: Once in a while a sentence like a flaming brand was flung out. Their time was up, their wives and children for all they knew sculped by the red varmints, and, by the etarnal, Clark or no man living could keep them.
text_transcription: ONCE IN A WHILE A SENTENCE LIKE A FLAMING BRAND WAS FLUNG OUT THEIR TIME WAS UP THEIR WIVES AND CHILDREN FOR ALL THEY KNEW SCULPED BY THE RED VARNETS AND BY THE ETERNAL CLARK OR NO MAN LIVING COULD KEEP THEM
phonemes: wˈʌns ɪn ɐ wˈaɪl ɐ sˈɛntəns lˈaɪk ɐ flˈeɪmɪŋ bɹˈænd wʌz flˈʌŋ ˈaʊt. ðɛɹ tˈaɪm wʌz ˈʌp, ðɛɹ wˈaɪvz ænd tʃˈɪldɹən fɔːɹ ˈɔːl ðeɪ nˈuː skˈʌlpt baɪ ðə ɹˈɛd vˈɑːɹmɪnts, ænd, baɪ ðɪ ˈɛtɑːɹnəl, klˈɑːɹk ɔːɹ nˈoʊ mˈæn lˈɪvɪŋ kʊd kˈiːp ðˌɛm.