text_original: The next day there was the Petite Gulf, which bothered Xavier very little, and the day after that we came in sight of Natchez on her heights and guided our boat in amongst the others that lined the shore, scowled at by lounging Indians there, and eyed suspiciously by a hatchet faced Spaniard in a tawdry uniform who represented his Majesty's customs.
text_transcription: THE NEXT DAY WAS THE PETITE GULF WHICH BOTHERED SAVIOR VERY LITTLE AND THE DAY AFTER THAT WE CAME IN SIGHT OF NATCHUS ON HER HEIGHTS AND GUIDED OUR BOAT IN AMONGST THE OTHERS THAT LINED THE SHORE SCOWLED AT BY LOUNGING INDIANS THERE AND EYED SUSPICIOUSLY BY A HATCHET FACED SPANIARD IN A TAWDRY UNIFORM WHO REPRESENTED HIS MAJESTY'S CUSTOMS
phonemes: ðə nˈɛkst dˈeɪ ðɛɹwˌʌz ðə pətˈiːt ɡˈʌlf, wˌɪtʃ bˈɑːðɚd zˈeɪviɚ vˈɛɹi lˈɪɾəl, ænd ðə dˈeɪ ˈæftɚ ðæt wiː kˈeɪm ɪn sˈaɪt ʌv nˈætʃɛz ˌɔn hɜː hˈaɪts ænd ɡˈaɪdᵻd ˌaʊɚ bˈoʊt ɪn ɐmˌʌŋst ðɪ ˈʌðɚz ðæt lˈaɪnd ðə ʃˈɔːɹ, skˈaʊld æt baɪ lˈaʊndʒɪŋ ˈɪndiənz ðˈɛɹ, ænd ˈaɪd səspˈɪʃəsli baɪ ɐ hˈætʃɪt fˈeɪsd spˈænɪɚd ɪn ɐ tˈɔːdɹi jˈuːnɪfˌɔːɹm hˌuː ɹˌɛpɹᵻzˈɛntᵻd hɪz mˈædʒᵻstiz kˈʌstəmz.