text_original: All the surroundings  the tons of stone, cut and uncut, the piles of muddy lumber, the platforms and rafts, the crevices in the worn shores up and down both sides  all attested to the long weeks of fruitless labor and to the engulfing mystery of that shallow, murmuring stream. Neale returned thoughtfully to camp. Blake and Coffee were sitting under the fly in company with a stalwart Irishman.
text_transcription: ALL THE SURROUNDINGS THE TUNS OF STONE CUT AND UNCUT THE PILES OF MDDY LUMBER THE PLATFORMS AND RAFTS THE CREVICES IN THE WORN SHORES UP AND DOWN BOTH SIDES ALL ATTESTED TO THE LONG WEEPS OF FRUITLESS LABOR AND TO THE ENGULFING MYSTERY OF THAT SHALLOW MURMURING STREAM NEIL RETURNED THOUGHTFULLY TO CAMP BLAKE AND COFFEE WERE SITTING UNDER THE FLY IN COMPANY WITH THE STALWART IRISHMAN
phonemes: ˈɔːl ðə sɚɹˈaʊndɪŋz ðə tˈʌnz ʌv stˈoʊn, kˈʌt ænd ʌŋkˈʌt, ðə pˈaɪlz ʌv mˈʌdi lˈʌmbɚ, ðə plˈætfɔːɹmz ænd ɹˈæfts, ðə kɹˈɛvɪsᵻz ɪnðə wˈɔːɹn ʃˈɔːɹz ˌʌp ænd dˌaʊn bˈoʊθ sˈaɪdz ˈɔːl ɐtˈɛstᵻd tə ðə lˈɔŋ wˈiːks ʌv fɹˈuːtləs lˈeɪbɚ ænd tə ðɪ ɛŋɡˈʌlfɪŋ mˈɪstɚɹi ʌv ðæt ʃˈæloʊ, mˈɜːmɚɹɪŋ stɹˈiːm. nˈiːl ɹᵻtˈɜːnd θˈɔːtfəli tə kˈæmp. blˈeɪk ænd kˈɔfi wɜː sˈɪɾɪŋ ˌʌndɚ ðə flˈaɪ ɪn kˈʌmpəni wɪð ɐ stˈɔːlwɔːɹt ˈaɪɹɪʃmən.