text_original: His eye was stern, his carriage erect, but I seemed to read in his careworn face the trials of three years in this moist capital. After the Governor, one by one, the waiting Associations fell in line, each with its own distinguishing sash.
text_transcription: HIS EYE WAS STERN HIS CARRIAGE ERECT BUT I SEEMED TO READ IN HIS CAREWORN FACE THE TRIALS OF THREE YEARS IN THIS MOIST CAPITAL AFTER THE GOVERNOR ONE BY ONE THE WAITING ASSOCIATIONS FELL IN LINE EACH WITH ITS OWN DISTINGUISHING SASH
phonemes: hɪz ˈaɪ wʌz stˈɜːn, hɪz kˈæɹɪdʒ ɪɹˈɛkt, bˌʌt aɪ sˈiːmd tə ɹˈiːd ɪn hɪz kˈɛɹwɔːɹn fˈeɪs ðə tɹˈaɪəlz ʌv θɹˈiː jˈɪɹz ɪn ðɪs mˈɔɪst kˈæpɪɾəl. ˈæftɚ ðə ɡˈʌvɚnɚ, wˈʌn baɪ wˌʌn, ðə wˈeɪɾɪŋ ɐsˌoʊsɪˈeɪʃənz fˈɛl ɪn lˈaɪn, ˈiːtʃ wɪð ɪts ˈoʊn dɪstˈɪŋɡwɪʃɪŋ sˈæʃ.