text_original: Straw is burnt; three cartloads of it, hauled thither, go up in white smoke: almost to the choking of Patriotism itself; so that Elie had, with singed brows, to drag back one cart; and Reole the "gigantic haberdasher" another.
text_transcription: STRAW IS BURNT THREE CARLOADS OF IT HAULED THITHER GO UP IN WHITE SMOKE ALMOST TO THE CHOKING OF PATRIOTISM ITSELF SO THAT ELLY HAD WITH SINGED BROW TO DRAG BACK ONE CART AND REOLE A GIGANTIC HABBASH OR ANOTHER
phonemes: stɹˈɔː ɪz bˈɜːnt; θɹˈiː kˈɑːɹtloʊdz ʌv ɪt, hˈɔːld ðˈɪðɚ, ɡˌoʊ ˌʌp ɪn wˈaɪt smˈoʊk: ˈɔːlmoʊst tə ðə tʃˈoʊkɪŋ ʌv pˈeɪtɹɪətˌɪzəm ɪtsˈɛlf; sˌoʊ ðæt ᵻlˈaɪ hˌæd, wɪð sˈɪndʒd bɹˈaʊz, tə dɹˈæɡ bˈæk wˈʌn kˈɑːɹt; ænd ɹɪˈoʊl ðə "dʒaɪɡˈæntɪk hˈæbɚdˌæʃɚ" ɐnˈʌðɚ.