text_original: I felt for the candle on the table, lighted it, and turned in surprise to discover that Mr. Wharton was poking up the fire and pitching on a log of wood.
text_transcription: I FELT FOR THE CANDLE ON THE TABLE LIGHTED IT AND TURNED IN SURPRISE TO DISCOVER THAT MISTER WHARTON WAS POKING UP THE FIRE AND PITCHING ON A LOG OF WOOD
phonemes: aɪ fˈɛlt fɚðə kˈændəl ɔnðə tˈeɪbəl, lˈaɪɾᵻd ɪt, ænd tˈɜːnd ɪn sɚpɹˈaɪz tə dɪskˈʌvɚ ðæt mˈɪstɚ. wˈɔːɹtən wʌz pˈoʊkɪŋ ˌʌp ðə fˈaɪɚ ænd pˈɪtʃɪŋ ˌɔn ɐ lˈɔɡ ʌv wˈʊd.