text_original: The glare of Joe Handy's torch fell on my face, Joe Handy's arm and that of another gentleman, the worse for liquor, were linked in mine, and they saw fit to applaud at every step my conversion to the cause of Liberty.
text_transcription: THE GLARE OF JOE HARDY'S TORCH FELL ON MY FACE JOE HARDY'S ARM AND THAT OF ANOTHER GENTLEMAN THE WORST FOR LIQUOR WERE LINKED IN MINE AND THEY SAW FIT TO APPLAUD AT EVERY STEP MY CONVERSION TO THE CAUSE OF LIBERTY
phonemes: ðə ɡlˈɛɹ ʌv dʒˈoʊ hˈændiz tˈɔːɹtʃ fˈɛl ˌɔn maɪ fˈeɪs, dʒˈoʊ hˈændiz ˈɑːɹm ænd ðæt ʌv ɐnˈʌðɚ dʒˈɛntəlmən, ðə wˈɜːs fɔːɹ lˈɪkɚ, wɜː lˈɪŋkt ɪn mˈaɪn, ænd ðeɪ sˈɔː fˈɪt tʊ ɐplˈɔːd æɾ ˈɛvɹi stˈɛp maɪ kənvˈɜːʒən tə ðə kˈɔːz ʌv lˈɪbɚɾi.