text_original: What an unfortunate dog was I to come on board without my own surgeon, Mr. Simper." I craved pardon for having handled him so roughly, and, with the utmost care, and tenderness, tied up his arm with a fillet of silk.
text_transcription: WHAT AN UNFORTUNATE DOG WAS I TO COME ON BOARD WITHOUT MY OWN SEARCH AND MISTER SIMPER I CRAVED PARDON FOR HAVING HANDLED HIM SO ROUGHLY AND WITH THE UTMOST CARE AND TENDERNESS TIED UP HIS ARM WITH A FILLET OF SILK
phonemes: wˌʌt ɐn ʌnfˈɔːɹtʃənət dˈɑːɡ wʌz aɪ tə kˈʌm ˌɔn bˈɔːɹd wɪðˌaʊt maɪ ˈoʊn sˈɜːdʒən, mˈɪstɚ. sˈɪmpɚ." aɪ kɹˈeɪvd pˈɑːɹdən fɔːɹ hˌævɪŋ hˈændəld hˌɪm sˌoʊ ɹˈʌfli, ænd, wɪððɪ ˈʌtmoʊst kˈɛɹ, ænd tˈɛndɚnəs, tˈaɪd ˌʌp hɪz ˈɑːɹm wɪð ɐ fɪlˈeɪ ʌv sˈɪlk.