text_original: Ebenezer was now in fine spirits, for the night was simply perfect, and just suited his plans, so he frolicked along the forest path, often giving little ridiculous skips and bounds into the air for sheer joy.
text_transcription: EBENEZER WAS NOW IN FINE SPIRITS FOR THE NIGHT WAS SIMPLY PERFECT AND JUST SUITED HIS PLANE SO HE FROLICKED ALONG THE FOREST PATH OFTEN GIVING LITTLE RIDICULOUS SKIPS AND BOUNDS INTO THE AIR FOR SHEER JOY
phonemes: ˈɛbənˌɛzɚ wʌz nˈaʊ ɪn fˈaɪn spˈɪɹɪts, fɚðə nˈaɪt wʌz sˈɪmpli pˈɜːfɛkt, ænd dʒˈʌst sˈuːɾᵻd hɪz plˈænz, sˌoʊ hiː fɹˈɑːlɪkt ɐlˈɔŋ ðə fˈɔːɹɪst pˈæθ, ˈɔfən ɡˈɪvɪŋ lˈɪɾəl ɹɪdˈɪkjʊləs skˈɪps ænd bˈaʊndz ˌɪntʊ ðɪ ˈɛɹ fɔːɹ ʃˈɪɹ dʒˈɔɪ.