text_original: A chief dismounted and strode to the front of his band. His war bonnet trailed behind him; there were unhealed scars upon his bronze body; his face was old, full of fine, wavy lines, stern, craggy, and inscrutable; his eyes were dark, arrowy lightnings.
text_transcription: A CHIEF DISMOUNTED AND STRODE TO THE FRONT OF HIS BAND HIS WAR BONNET TRAILED BEHIND HIM THERE WERE UNHEALED SCARS UPON HIS BRONZE BODY HIS FACE WAS OLD FULL OF FINE WAVY LINES STERN CRAGGY AND INSCRUTABLE HIS EYES WERE DARK ARROWY LIGHTNINGS
phonemes: ɐ tʃˈiːf dɪsmˈaʊntᵻd ænd stɹˈoʊd tə ðə fɹˈʌnt ʌv hɪz bˈænd. hɪz wˈɔːɹ bˈɑːnɪt tɹˈeɪld bᵻhˈaɪnd hˌɪm; ðɛɹwˌɜːɹ ʌnhˈiːld skˈɑːɹz əpˌɑːn hɪz bɹˈɑːnz bˈɑːdi; hɪz fˈeɪs wʌz ˈoʊld, fˈʊl ʌv fˈaɪn, wˈeɪvi lˈaɪnz, stˈɜːn, kɹˈæɡi, ænd ɪnskɹˈuːɾəbəl; hɪz ˈaɪz wɜː dˈɑːɹk, ˈæɹoʊi lˈaɪtnɪŋz.