text_original: It was a fearful thing to see men whose legs had refused service struggle to their feet when they had drunk the steaming, greasy mixture. And the Colonel, standing by the river's edge, turned his face away  down stream. And then, as often, I saw the other side of the man.
text_transcription: IT WAS A FEARFUL THING TO SEE MEN WHOSE LEGS HAD REFUSED SERVICE STRUGGLE TO THEIR FEET WHEN THEY HAD DRUNK THE STEAMING GREASY MIXTURE AND THE COLONEL STANDING BY THE RIVER'S EDGE TURNED HIS FACE AWAY DOWN STREAM AND THEN AS OFTEN I SAW THE OTHER SIDE OF THE MAN
phonemes: ɪt wʌzɐ fˈɪɹfəl θˈɪŋ tə sˈiː mˈɛn hˌuːz lˈɛɡz hæd ɹᵻfjˈuːzd sˈɜːvɪs stɹˈʌɡəl tə ðɛɹ fˈiːt wɛn ðeɪ hæd dɹˈʌŋk ðə stˈiːmɪŋ, ɡɹˈiːzi mˈɪkstʃɚ. ænd ðə kˈɜːnəl, stˈændɪŋ baɪ ðə ɹˈɪvɚz ˈɛdʒ, tˈɜːnd hɪz fˈeɪs ɐwˈeɪ dˌaʊn stɹˈiːm. ænd ðˈɛn, æz ˈɔfən, aɪ sˈɔː ðɪ ˈʌðɚ sˈaɪd ʌvðə mˈæn.