text_original: To him your gratitude is due, for he sends you word that your tobacco will be received." "In General Wilkinson's barges," said Mr. Wharton, leaning over and subsiding again at once. The General was the first to drink the toast, and he sat down very modestly amidst a thunder of applause. The young man on the other side of me, somewhat flushed, leaped to his feet.
text_transcription: TO HIM YOUR GRATITUDE IS DUE FOR HE SENDS YOU WORD THAT YOUR TOBACCO WILL BE RECEIVED IN GENERAL WILKINSON'S BARGES SAID MISTER WHARTON LEANING OVER AND SUBSIDING AGAIN AT ONCE THE GENERAL WAS THE FIRST TO DRINK THE TOAST AND HE SAT DOWN VERY MODESTLY AMIDST A THUNDER OF APPLAUSE THE YOUNG MAN ON THE OTHER SIDE OF ME SOMEWHAT FLUSHED LEAPED TO HIS FEET
phonemes: tə hˌɪm jʊɹ ɡɹˈæɾɪtˌuːd ɪz dˈuː, fɔːɹ hiː sˈɛndz juː wˈɜːd ðæt jʊɹ təbˈækoʊ wɪl biː ɹᵻsˈiːvd." "ɪn dʒˈɛnɚɹəl wˈɪlkɪnsənz bˈɑːɹdʒᵻz," sˈɛd mˈɪstɚ. wˈɔːɹtən, lˈiːnɪŋ ˌoʊvɚ ænd sʌbsˈaɪdɪŋ ɐɡˈɛn ɐtwˈʌns. ðə dʒˈɛnɚɹəl wʌzðə fˈɜːst tə dɹˈɪŋk ðə tˈoʊst, ænd hiː sˈæt dˌaʊn vˈɛɹi mˈɑːdɪstli ɐmˈɪdst ɐ θˈʌndɚɹ ʌv ɐplˈɔːz. ðə jˈʌŋ mˈæn ɔnðɪ ˈʌðɚ sˈaɪd ʌv mˌiː, sˈʌmwʌt flˈʌʃt, lˈiːpt tə hɪz fˈiːt.