text_original: Holding his rifle high, with a war whoop Bill Cowan plunged into the stream. Unable to contain myself more, I flung my drum overboard and went after it, and amid shouts and laughter I was towed across by James Ray.
text_transcription: HOLDING HIS RIFLE HIGH WITH A WAR WHOOP BILL COWAN PLUNGED INTO THE STREAM UNABLE TO CONTAIN MYSELF MORE I FLUNG MY DRUM OVERBOARD AND WENT AFTER IT AND AMID SHOUTS AND LAUGHTER I WAS TOWED ACROSS BY JAMES RAY
phonemes: hˈoʊldɪŋ hɪz ɹˈaɪfəl hˈaɪ, wɪð ɐ wˈɔːɹ wˈuːp bˈɪl kˈaʊən plˈʌndʒd ˌɪntʊ ðə stɹˈiːm. ʌnˈeɪbəl tə kəntˈeɪn maɪsˈɛlf mˈɔːɹ, aɪ flˈʌŋ maɪ dɹˈʌm ˌoʊvɚbˈɔːɹd ænd wɛnt ˈæftɚɹ ɪt, ænd ɐmˈɪd ʃˈaʊts ænd lˈæftɚɹ aɪ wʌz tˈoʊd əkɹˌɑːs baɪ dʒˈeɪmz ɹˈeɪ.