text_original: As we were casting off, Monsieur Gratiot called to us that he would take the first occasion to send our horses back to Kentucky. The oars were manned, the heavy hulk moved, and we were shot out into the mighty current of the river on our way to New Orleans.
text_transcription: AS WE WERE CASTING OFF MONSIEUR GRATI CALLED TO US THAT HE WOULD TAKE THE FIRST OCCASION TO SEND OUR HORSES BACK TO KENTUCKY THE OARS WERE MANNED THE HEAVY HULK MOVED AND WE WERE SHOT OUT INTO THE MIGHTY CURRENT OF THE RIVER ON OUR WAY TO NEW ORLEANS
phonemes: æz wiː wɜː kˈæstɪŋ ˈɔf, məsjˈɜː ɡɹˈæɾɪət kˈɔːld tʊ ˌʌs ðæt hiː wʊd tˈeɪk ðə fˈɜːst əkˈeɪʒən tə sˈɛnd ˌaʊɚ hˈɔːɹsᵻz bˈæk tə kɛntˈʌki. ðɪ ˈɔːɹz wɜː mˈænd, ðə hˈɛvi hˈʌlk mˈuːvd, ænd wiː wɜː ʃˈɑːt ˈaʊt ˌɪntʊ ðə mˈaɪɾi kˈɜːɹənt ʌvðə ɹˈɪvɚɹ ˌɔn ˌaʊɚ wˈeɪ tə nˈuː ˈɔːɹliənz.