text_original: Mr. Mackshane, flattering himself with the prospect of our miscarriage, went away, and left us to manage it as we should think proper; accordingly, having sawed off part of the splinter that stuck through the skin, we reduced the fracture, dressed the wound, applied the eighteen tailed bandage, and put the leg in a box, secundam artem.
text_transcription: MISTER MAXINE FLATTERING HIMSELF WITH THE PROSPECT OF OUR MISCARRIAGE WENT AWAY AND LEFT US TO MANAGE IT AS WE SHOULD THINK PROPER ACCORDINGLY HAVING SOUGHT OFF PART OF THE SPLINTER THAT STUCK THROUGH THE SKIN WE REDUCED THE FRACTURE DRESSED THE WOUND APPLIED THE EIGHTEEN TAIL BANDAGE AND PUT THE LEG IN A BOX SECONDAMEM AARTEM
phonemes: mˈɪstɚ. mˈækʃeɪn, flˈæɾɚɹɪŋ hɪmsˈɛlf wɪððə pɹˈɑːspɛkt ʌv ˌaʊɚ mɪskˈæɹɪdʒ, wɛnt ɐwˈeɪ, ænd lˈɛft ˌʌs tə mˈænɪdʒ ɪɾ æz wiː ʃˌʊd θˈɪŋk pɹˈɑːpɚ; ɐkˈɔːɹdɪŋli, hˌævɪŋ sˈɔːd ˈɔf pˈɑːɹt ʌvðə splˈɪntɚ ðæt stˈʌk θɹuː ðə skˈɪn, wiː ɹᵻdˈuːst ðə fɹˈæktʃɚ, dɹˈɛst ðə wˈuːnd, ɐplˈaɪd ðɪ ˈeɪtiːn tˈeɪld bˈændɪdʒ, ænd pˌʊt ðə lˈɛɡ ɪn ɐ bˈɑːks, sˈɛkʌndəm ˈɑːɹɾəm.