text_original: A score of sputtering, smoking pine knots threw a lurid light on as many hilarious groups, and revealed, fantastically enough, the boles and lower branches of the big shade trees above them.
text_transcription: A SCORE OF SPUTTERING SMOKING PINE KNOTS THREW A LURID LIGHT ON AS MANY HILARIOUS GROUPS AND REVEALED FANTASTICALLY ENOUGH THE BOWLS AND LOWER BRANCHES OF THE BIG SHADE TREES ABOVE THEM
phonemes: ɐ skˈɔːɹ ʌv spˈʌɾɚɹɪŋ, smˈoʊkɪŋ pˈaɪn nˈɑːts θɹˈuː ɐ lˈʊɹɹɪd lˈaɪt ˌɔn æz mˈɛni hɪlˈɛɹiəs ɡɹˈuːps, ænd ɹᵻvˈiːld, fæntˈæstɪkli ɪnˈʌf, ðə bˈoʊlz ænd lˈoʊɚ bɹˈæntʃᵻz ʌvðə bˈɪɡ ʃˈeɪd tɹˈiːz əbˈʌv ðˌɛm.