text_original: He raised his eyes to hers. "Good by, Mr. Temple," she said,  there was a tremor in her voice,  "and may you save our Jack!" He snatched the bridle from the boy, and with one leap he was on the rearing, wheeling horse.
text_transcription: HE RAISED HIS EYES TO HERS GOOD BYE MISTER TEMPLE SHE SAID THERE WAS A TREMOR IN HER VOICE AND MAY YOU SAVE OUR JACK HE SNATCHED THE BRIDLE FROM THE BOY AND WITH ONE LEAP HE WAS ON THE REARING WHEELING HORSE
phonemes: hiː ɹˈeɪzd hɪz ˈaɪz tə hˈɜːz. "ɡˈʊd bˈaɪ, mˈɪstɚ. tˈɛmpəl," ʃiː sˈɛd,  ðɛɹwˌʌz ɐ tɹˈɛmɚɹ ɪn hɜː vˈɔɪs,  "ænd mˈeɪ juː sˈeɪv ˌaʊɚ dʒˈæk!" hiː snˈætʃt ðə bɹˈaɪdəl fɹʌmðə bˈɔɪ, ænd wɪð wˈʌn lˈiːp hiː wʌz ɔnðə ɹˈɪɹɪŋ, wˈiːlɪŋ hˈɔːɹs.