text_original: Laura Mason was not made for the active ser  vice of life. She was one of the holiday soldiers in the great army, fit for nothing but to wear gilded epaulettes and gorgeous uniforms, and to turn out upon gala days to the sound of trumpet and drum. She was a loving, generous hearted, confiding creature ; but, like some rudderless boat drifting hither and thither before a stormy ocean, this frivolous, purposeless girl flung herself, helpless and dependent, upon the mercy of other people.
text_transcription: LAURA MASON WAS NOT MADE FOR THE ACTIVE SERVICE OF LIFE SHE WAS ONE OF THE HOLIDAY SOLDIERS IN THE GREAT ARMY FIT FOR NOTHING BUT TO WEAR GILDED EPAULETS AND GORGEOUS UNIFORMS AND TO TURN OUT UPON GALA DAYS TO THE SOUND OF TRUMPET AND DRUM SHE WAS A LOVING GENEROUS HEARTED CONFIDING CREATURE BUT LIKE SOME RUDDERLESS BOAT DRIFTING HITHER AND THITHER BEFORE A STORMY OCEAN THIS FRIVOLOUS PURPOSELESS GIRL FLUNG HERSELF HELPLESS AND DEPENDENT UPON THE MERCY OF OTHER PEOPLE
phonemes: lˈɔːɹə mˈeɪsən wʌz nˌɑːt mˌeɪd fɚðɪ ˈæktɪv sˈɜː vˈaɪs ʌv lˈaɪf. ʃiː wʌz wˈʌn ʌvðə hˈɑːlɪdˌeɪ sˈoʊldʒɚz ɪnðə ɡɹˈeɪt ˈɑːɹmi, fˈɪt fɔːɹ nˈʌθɪŋ bˌʌt tə wˈɛɹ ɡˈɪldᵻd ˌɛpəlˈɛts ænd ɡˈɔːɹdʒəs jˈuːnɪfˌɔːɹmz, ænd tə tˈɜːn ˈaʊt əpˌɑːn ɡˈeɪlə dˈeɪz tə ðə sˈaʊnd ʌv tɹˈʌmpɪt ænd dɹˈʌm. ʃiː wʌzɐ lˈʌvɪŋ, dʒˈɛnɚɹəs hˈɑːɹɾᵻd, kənfˈaɪdɪŋ kɹˈiːtʃɚ ; bˌʌt, lˈaɪk sˌʌm ɹˈʌdɚləs bˈoʊt dɹˈɪftɪŋ hˈɪðɚ ænd ðˈɪðɚ bᵻfˌɔːɹ ɐ stˈɔːɹmi ˈoʊʃən, ðɪs fɹˈɪvələs, pˈɜːpəsləs ɡˈɜːl flˈʌŋ hɜːsˈɛlf, hˈɛlpləs ænd dᵻpˈɛndənt, əpˌɑːn ðə mˈɜːsi ʌv ˈʌðɚ pˈiːpəl.