text_original: As she looked at these things, and remem  bered how soon she must go away from them, richard Thornton's promise. 217 the slow tears trickled down her cheeks, and she stood despondent on the gloomy threshold of her new life.
text_transcription: AS SHE LOOKED AT THESE THINGS AND REMEMBERED HOW SOON SHE MUST GO AWAY FROM THEM THE SLOW TEARS TRICKLED DOWN HER CHEEKS AND SHE STOOD DESPONDENT ON THE GLOOMY THRESHOLD OF HER NEW LIFE
phonemes: æz ʃiː lˈʊkt æt ðiːz θˈɪŋz, ænd ɹᵻmˈɛm bˈɜːd hˌaʊ sˈuːn ʃiː mˈʌst ɡˌoʊ ɐwˈeɪ fɹʌm ðˌɛm, ɹˈɪtʃɚd θˈɔːɹntənz pɹˈɑːmɪs. tˈuːhˈʌndɹɪd sˈɛvəntˌiːn ðə slˈoʊ tˈɪɹz tɹˈɪkəld dˌaʊn hɜː tʃˈiːks, ænd ʃiː stˈʊd dᵻspˈɑːndənt ɔnðə ɡlˈuːmi θɹˈɛʃoʊld ʌv hɜː nˈuː lˈaɪf.