text_original: Yet, with so many rivals in the field, there are sure to be one or two rascally fellows who won't consider any trick too low to give them an advantage." Though Mr. Farnum had no particular rival, or rivals, in mind, his fears, as was afterwards proven, were only too well founded. "Take the wheel, please, Mr. Farnum," Jack, begged. He ran down the steps to call: "On deck, Biffens!" "Aye, aye, sir!" replied the sailor, scrambling to obey. Jack was out on the platform deck, megaphone in hand, by the time that his employer ran up rather close to the "Chelsea."
text_transcription: YET WITH SO MANY RIVALS IN THE FIELD THERE ARE SURE TO BE ONE OR TWO RASCALLY FELLOWS WHO WON'T CONSIDER ANY TRICK TOO LOW TO GIVE THEM AN ADVANTAGE THOUGH MISTER FARNON HAD NO PARTICULAR RIVAL OR RIVALS IN MINE HIS FEARS AFTER WAS PROVEN WERE ONLY TOO WELL FOUNDED TAKE THE WHEEL MISTER FARN AND JACK BEGGED AS HE RAN DOWN THE STEPS TO CALL ON DECK BIFFENS AY AYE SIR REPLIED THE SAILOR SCRAMBLING TO OBEY JACK WAS OUT ON THE PLATFORM DIACK MEGAPHONED IN HIM BY THE TIME HIS EMPLOYER RAN UP RATHER CLOSE TO THE CHELSEA
phonemes: jˈɛt, wɪð sˌoʊ mˈɛni ɹˈaɪvəlz ɪnðə fˈiːld, ðɛɹˌɑːɹ ʃˈʊɹ təbi wˈʌn ɔːɹ tˈuː ɹˈæskəli fˈɛloʊz hˌuː woʊnt kənsˈɪdɚɹ ˌɛni tɹˈɪk tˈuː lˈoʊ tə ɡˈɪv ðˌɛm ɐn ɐdvˈæntɪdʒ." ðˌoʊ mˈɪstɚ. fˈɑːɹnəm hæd nˈoʊ pɚtˈɪkjʊlɚ ɹˈaɪvəl, ɔːɹ ɹˈaɪvəlz, ɪn mˈaɪnd, hɪz fˈɪɹz, æz wʌz ˈæftɚwɚdz pɹˈuːvən, wɜːɹ ˈoʊnli tˈuː wˈɛl fˈaʊndᵻd. "tˈeɪk ðə wˈiːl, plˈiːz, mˈɪstɚ. fˈɑːɹnəm," dʒˈæk, bˈɛɡd. hiː ɹˈæn dˌaʊn ðə stˈɛps tə kˈɔːl: "ˌɔn dˈɛk, bˈɪfənz!" "ˈaɪ, ˈaɪ, sˌɜː!" ɹᵻplˈaɪd ðə sˈeɪlɚ, skɹˈæmblɪŋ tʊ oʊbˈeɪ. dʒˈæk wʌz ˈaʊt ɔnðə plˈætfɔːɹm dˈɛk, mˈɛɡəfˌoʊn ɪn hˈænd, baɪ ðə tˈaɪm ðæt hɪz ɛmplˈɔɪɚ ɹˈæn ˌʌp ɹˈæðɚ klˈoʊs tə ðə "tʃˈɛlsiː."