text_original: Monsieur Bouton was a round little man, as his name suggested, and the men cheered him as he strode soberly up the street, a piece of sheeting tied to a sapling and flung over his shoulder.
text_transcription: MONSIEUR BEAUTON WAS A ROUND LITTLE MAN AS HIS NAME SUGGESTED AND THE MEN CHEERED HIM AS HE STRODE SOBERLY UP THE STREET A PIECE OF SHEETING TIED TO A SAPLING AND FLUNG OVER HIS SHOULDER
phonemes: məsjˈɜː bˈaʊtən wʌzɐ ɹˈaʊnd lˈɪɾəl mˈæn, æz hɪz nˈeɪm sədʒˈɛstᵻd, ænd ðə mˈɛn tʃˈɪɹd hˌɪm æz hiː stɹˈoʊd sˈoʊbɚli ˌʌp ðə stɹˈiːt, ɐ pˈiːs ʌv ʃˈiːɾɪŋ tˈaɪd tʊ ɐ sˈæplɪŋ ænd flˈʌŋ ˌoʊvɚ hɪz ʃˈoʊldɚ.