text_original: In this gloomy mansion he entertained me with some cold suit pork, which he brought from a sort of locker, fixed above the table: and calling for the boy of the mess, sent for a can of beer, of which he made excellent flip to crown the banquet. By this time I began to recover my spirits, which had been exceedingly depressed with the appearance of everything about me, and could no longer refrain from asking the particulars of Mr. Thompson's fortune since I had seen him in London.
text_transcription: IN THIS GLOOMY MANSION HE ENTERTAINED ME WITH SOME COLD SOUP PORK WHICH HE BROUGHT FROM A SORT OF LOCKER FIXED ABOVE THE TABLE AND CALLING FOR THE BOY OF THE MESS SENT FOR A CAN OF BEER OF WHICH HE MADE EXCELLENT FLIP TO CROWN THE BANQUET BY THIS TIME I BEGAN TO RECOVER MY SPIRITS WHICH HAD BEEN EXCEEDINGLY DEPRESSED WITH THE APPEARANCE OF EVERYTHING ABOUT ME AND COULD NO LONGER REFRAIN FROM ASKING THE PARTICULARS OF MISTER THOMPSON'S FORTUNE SINCE I HAD SEEN HIM IN LONDON
phonemes: ɪn ðɪs ɡlˈuːmi mˈænʃən hiː ˌɛntɚtˈeɪnd mˌiː wɪð sˌʌm kˈoʊld sˈuːt pˈɔːɹk, wˌɪtʃ hiː bɹˈɔːt fɹʌm ɐ sˈɔːɹt ʌv lˈɑːkɚ, fˈɪkst əbˌʌv ðə tˈeɪbəl: ænd kˈɔːlɪŋ fɚðə bˈɔɪ ʌvðə mˈɛs, sˈɛnt fɚɹə kæn ʌv bˈɪɹ, ʌvwˈɪtʃ hiː mˌeɪd ˈɛksələnt flˈɪp tə kɹˈaʊn ðə bˈæŋkwɪt. baɪ ðɪs tˈaɪm aɪ bɪɡˈæn tə ɹᵻkˈʌvɚ maɪ spˈɪɹɪts, wˌɪtʃ hɐdbɪn ɛksˈiːdɪŋli dᵻpɹˈɛst wɪððɪ ɐpˈɪɹəns ʌv ˈɛvɹɪθˌɪŋ ɐbˈaʊt mˌiː, ænd kʊd nˌoʊ lˈɑːŋɡɚ ɹᵻfɹˈeɪn fɹʌm ˈæskɪŋ ðə pɚtˈɪkjʊlɚz ʌv mˈɪstɚ. tˈɑːmpsənz fˈɔːɹtʃʊn sˈɪns aɪ hæd sˈiːn hˌɪm ɪn lˈʌndən.