text_original: But the Wilderness Trail was deserted. Here and there a lean to  silent remnant of the year gone by  spoke of the little bands of emigrants which had once made their way so cheerfully to the new country.
text_transcription: BUT THE WILDERNESS TRAIL WAS DESERTED HERE AND THERE A LEAN TO SILENT REMNANT OF THE YEAR GONE BY SPOKE OF THE LITTLE BANDS OF EMIGRANTS WHICH HAD ONCE MADE THEIR WAY SO CHEERFULLY TO THE NEW COUNTRY
phonemes: bˌʌt ðə wˈɪldɚnəs tɹˈeɪl wʌz dᵻzˈɜːɾᵻd. hˈɪɹ ɐnd ðˈɛɹ ɐ lˈiːn tuː sˈaɪlənt ɹˈɛmnənt ʌvðə jˈɪɹ ɡɔn baɪ spˈoʊk ʌvðə lˈɪɾəl bˈændz ʌv ˈɛmɪɡɹənts wˌɪtʃ hæd wˈʌns mˌeɪd ðɛɹ wˈeɪ sˌoʊ tʃˈɪɹfəli tə ðə nˈuː kˈʌntɹi.