text_original: Launcelot's letters might have prepared me for what has happened. Their brevity, their bitter, despondent tone, might have told the utter hopelessness of a commercial career for my son. He tells me that he left India because his position there — a position which held out no promise of improvement — had become unbearable.
text_transcription: LANCELOT'S LETTERS MIGHT HAVE PREPARED ME FOR WHAT HAS HAPPENED THEIR BREVITY THEIR BITTER DESPONDENT TONE MIGHT HAVE TOLD THE UTTER HOPELESSNESS OF A COMMERCIAL CAREER FOR MY SON HE TELLS ME THAT HE LEFT INDIA BECAUSE HIS POSITION THERE A POSITION WHICH HELD OUT NO PROMISE OF IMPROVEMENT HAD BECOME UNBEARABLE
phonemes: lˈɔːnsɪlˌɑːts lˈɛɾɚz mˌaɪthɐv pɹɪpˈɛɹd mˌiː fɔːɹ wʌt hɐz hˈæpənd. ðɛɹ bɹˈɛvᵻɾi, ðɛɹ bˈɪɾɚ, dᵻspˈɑːndənt tˈoʊn, mˌaɪthɐv tˈoʊld ðɪ ˈʌɾɚ hˈoʊpləsnəs əvə kəmˈɜːʃəl kɚɹˈɪɹ fɔːɹ maɪ sˈʌn. hiː tˈɛlz mˌiː ðæt hiː lˈɛft ˈɪndiə bɪkˈʌz hɪz pəzˈɪʃən ðˈɛɹ — ɐ pəzˈɪʃən wˌɪtʃ hˈɛld ˈaʊt nˈoʊ pɹˈɑːmɪs ʌv ɪmpɹˈuːvmənt — hæd bɪkˌʌm ʌnbˈɛɹəbəl.