text_original: The day was cold and had turned grey and lowering. It was pleasant after our tour of the station to go into the long living room and sit by the fire. But the fire smoked. One after another those dauntless British officers attacked it, charged with poker, almost with bayonet, and retired defeated.
text_transcription: THE DAY WAS COLD AND IT TURNED GRAY AND LOWERING IT WAS PLEASANT AFTER OUR TOUR OF THE STATION TO GO INTO A LONG LIVING ROOM AND SIT BY THE FIRE BUT THE FIRE SMOKED ONE AFTER ANOTHER THOSE DAUNTLESS BRITISH OFFICERS ATTACK IT CHARGED WITH POKER ALMOST WITH BAYONET AND RETIRED DEFEATED
phonemes: ðə dˈeɪ wʌz kˈoʊld ænd hæd tˈɜːnd ɡɹˈeɪ ænd lˈoʊɚɹɪŋ. ɪt wʌz plˈɛzənt ˈæftɚɹ ˌaʊɚ tˈʊɹ ʌvðə stˈeɪʃən tə ɡˌoʊ ˌɪntʊ ðə lˈɔŋ lˈɪvɪŋ ɹˈuːm ænd sˈɪt baɪ ðə fˈaɪɚ. bˌʌt ðə fˈaɪɚ smˈoʊkt. wˈʌn ˈæftɚɹ ɐnˈʌðɚ ðoʊz dˈɔːntləs bɹˈɪɾɪʃ ˈɑːfɪsɚz ɐtˈækt ɪt, tʃˈɑːɹdʒd wɪð pˈoʊkɚ, ˈɔːlmoʊst wɪð bˈeɪənˌɛt, ænd ɹᵻtˈaɪɚd dᵻfˈiːɾᵻd.