text_original: We saw a comedy of the beam dropping heavily on the foot of another, and he limping off with a guttural howl of rage and pain. I fired a pistol at him, but missed him, and then I was ramming a powder charge down the long barrel of the rifle. Suddenly there was silence,  even the children had ceased crying. Outside, in the dooryard, a feathered figure writhed like a snake towards the fence. The moon still etched the picture in black and white.
text_transcription: WE SAW A COMEDY OF THE BEAM DROPPING HEAVILY ON THE FOOT OF ANOTHER AND HE LIPPING OFF WITH A GUTTURAL HOWL OF RAGE AND PAIN I FIRED A PISTOL AT HIM BUT MISSED HIM AND THEN I WAS RAMMING A POWDER CHARGE DOWN THE LONG BARREL OF THE RIFLE SUDDENLY THERE WAS SILENCE EVEN THE CHILDREN HAD CEASED CRYING OUTSIDE IN THE DOORYARD A FEATHERED FIGURE WRITHED LIKE A SNAKE TOWARDS THE FENCE THE MOON STILL ETCHED THE PICTURE IN BLACK AND WHITE
phonemes: wiː sˈɔː ɐ kˈɑːmədi ʌvðə bˈiːm dɹˈɑːpɪŋ hˈɛvili ɔnðə fˈʊt ʌv ɐnˈʌðɚ, ænd hiː lˈɪmpɪŋ ˈɔf wɪð ɐ ɡˈʌɾɚɹəl hˈaʊl ʌv ɹˈeɪdʒ ænd pˈeɪn. aɪ fˈaɪɚd ɐ pˈɪstəl æt hˌɪm, bˌʌt mˈɪst hˌɪm, ænd ðˈɛn aɪ wʌz ɹˈæmɪŋ ɐ pˈaʊdɚ tʃˈɑːɹdʒ dˌaʊn ðə lˈɔŋ bˈæɹəl ʌvðə ɹˈaɪfəl. sˈʌdənli ðɛɹwˌʌz sˈaɪləns,  ˈiːvən ðə tʃˈɪldɹən hæd sˈiːst kɹˈaɪɪŋ. aʊtsˈaɪd, ɪnðə dˈɔːɹjɑːɹd, ɐ fˈɛðɚd fˈɪɡjɚ ɹˈaɪðd lˈaɪk ɐ snˈeɪk təwˈɔːɹdz ðə fˈɛns. ðə mˈuːn stˈɪl ˈɛtʃt ðə pˈɪktʃɚɹ ɪn blˈæk ænd wˈaɪt.