text_original: A hundred miles it was across the trackless wilds, and each man was ordered to carry on his back provisions for four days only. "Herr Gott!" cried Swein Poulsson, from the bottom of a flatboat, whence he was tossing out venison flitches, "four day, und vat is it ve eat then?" "Frenchies, sure," said Terence; "there'll be plenty av thim for a season. Faith, I do hear they're tinder as lambs."
text_transcription: A HUNDRED MILES IT WAS ACROSS THE TRACKLESS WILDS AND EACH MAN WAS ORDERED TO CARRY ON HIS BACK PROVISIONS FOR FOUR DAYS ONLY EHR GOTT CRIED SWIN PAULSING FROM THE BOTTOM OF A FLAT BOAT WHENCE HE WAS TOSSING OUT VENISON FLINCHES FOR DAY AND VOT IS IT BE EAT THEN FRENCH IS SURE SAID TERENCE THERE'LL BE PLENTY OF AM FOR A SEASON FAITH I DO HEAR THEY'RE TINDERS LAMBS
phonemes: ɐ hˈʌndɹɪd mˈaɪlz ɪt wʌz əkɹˌɑːs ðə tɹˈækləs wˈaɪldz, ænd ˈiːtʃ mˈæn wʌz ˈɔːɹdɚd tə kˈæɹi ˌɔn hɪz bˈæk pɹəvˈɪʒənz fɔːɹ fˈɔːɹ dˈeɪz ˈoʊnli. "hˈɛɹ ɡˈɑːt!" kɹˈaɪd swˈeɪn pˈaʊlsən, fɹʌmðə bˈɑːɾəm əvə flˈætboʊt, wˈɛns hiː wʌz tˈɔsɪŋ ˈaʊt vˈɛnɪsən flˈɪtʃᵻz, "fˈɔːɹ dˈeɪ, ˈʌnd vˈæt ɪz ɪt vˈiː ˈiːt ðˈɛn?" "fɹˈɛntʃiz, ʃˈʊɹ," sˈɛd tˈɛɹəns; "ðɛɹl biː plˈɛnti ˈæv θˈɪm fɚɹə sˈiːzən. fˈeɪθ, aɪ dˈuː hˈɪɹ ðeɪɚ tˈɪndɚɹ æz lˈæmz."