text_original: This letter was the last straw to Dick's despair. He was overwhelmed with the futility of all the gigantic effort, sickened by the inability of Sabinsport properly to even take care of its own in a stress of weather, sickened by what he saw in the camp.
text_transcription: THIS LETTER WAS THE LAST STRAW TO DICK'S DESPAIR HE WAS OVERWHELMED WITH THE FUTILITY OF ALL THE GIGANTIC EFFORT SICKENED BY THE INABILITY OF SAVING SPORT PROPERLY TO EVEN TAKE CARE OF ITS OWN IN THE STRESS OF WEATHER SICKENED BY WHAT HE SAW IN THE CAMP
phonemes: ðɪs lˈɛɾɚ wʌzðə lˈæst stɹˈɔː tə dˈɪks dᵻspˈɛɹ. hiː wʌz ˌoʊvɚwˈɛlmd wɪððə fjuːtˈɪlᵻɾi ʌv ˈɔːl ðə dʒaɪɡˈæntɪk ˈɛfɚt, sˈɪkənd baɪ ðɪ ɪnɐbˈɪləɾi ʌv sˈæbɪnspˌɔːɹt pɹˈɑːpɚli tʊ ˈiːvən tˈeɪk kˈɛɹ ʌv ɪts ˈoʊn ɪn ɐ stɹˈɛs ʌv wˈɛðɚ, sˈɪkənd baɪ wʌt hiː sˈɔː ɪnðə kˈæmp.