text_original: Fletcher laughed, whipped out his hunting knife, and cut the thongs; but he and Willis had scarce got twenty paces from the officer before they seized poor Maisonville by the hair and made shift to scalp him. This was merely backwoods play, had Maisonville but known it. Persuaded, however, that his last hour was come, he made a desperate effort to clear himself, whereupon Fletcher cut off a piece of his skin by mistake.
text_transcription: FLETCHER LAUGHED WHIPPED OUT HIS HUNTING KNIFE AND CUT THE THONGS BUT HE AND WILLIS HAD SCARCE GOT TWENTY PACES FROM THE OFFICER BEFORE THEY SEIZED POOR MASONVIL BY THE HAIR AND MADE SHIFT TO SCALP HIM THIS WAS MERELY BACKWOODS PLAY HAD MASONVILLE BUT KNOWN IT PERSUADED HOWEVER THAT HIS LAST HOUR HAD COME HE MADE A DESPERATE EFFORT TO CLEAR HIMSELF WHEREUPON FLETCHER CUT OFF A PIECE OF HIS SKIN BY MISTAKE
phonemes: flˈɛtʃɚ lˈæft, wˈɪpt ˈaʊt hɪz hˈʌntɪŋ nˈaɪf, ænd kˈʌt ðə θˈɑːŋz; bˌʌt hiː ænd wˈɪlɪs hæd skˈɛɹs ɡɑːt twˈɛnti pˈeɪsᵻz fɹʌmðɪ ˈɑːfɪsɚ bᵻfˌɔːɹ ðeɪ sˈiːzd pˈʊɹ mˈeɪsənvˌɪl baɪ ðə hˈɛɹ ænd mˌeɪd ʃˈɪft tə skˈælp hˌɪm. ðɪs wʌz mˈɪɹli bˈækwʊdz plˈeɪ, hæd mˈeɪsənvˌɪl bˌʌt nˈoʊn ɪt. pɚswˈeɪdᵻd, haʊˈɛvɚ, ðæt hɪz lˈæst ˈaʊɚ wʌz kˈʌm, hiː mˌeɪd ɐ dˈɛspɚɹət ˈɛfɚt tə klˈɪɹ hɪmsˈɛlf, wˈɛɹəpˌɑːn flˈɛtʃɚ kˈʌt ˈɔf ɐ pˈiːs ʌv hɪz skˈɪn baɪ mɪstˈeɪk.