text_original: There were tears, choking sobs, cries of joy. The madam held her lace handkerchief to her eyes with real need of it; Master Loomis choked for sympathy; and the parson blew his nose on the ceremonial bandanna like the trumpet of a cavalry charge.
text_transcription: THERE WERE TEARS CHOKING SOBS CRIES OF JOY THE MADAM HELD HER LACE HANDKERCHIEF TO HER EYES WITH REAL NEED OF IT AND MASTER LOOMIS CHOKED FOR SYMPATHY AND THE PARSON BLEW HIS NOSE ON THE CEREMONIAL BANDANA LIKE THE TRUMPET OF A CAVALRY CHARGE
phonemes: ðɛɹwˌɜː tˈɪɹz, tʃˈoʊkɪŋ sˈɑːbz, kɹˈaɪz ʌv dʒˈɔɪ. ðə mˈædəm hˈɛld hɜː lˈeɪs hˈændkɚtʃˌiːf tə hɜːɹ ˈaɪz wɪð ɹˈiːəl nˈiːd ʌv ɪt; mˈæstɚ lˈuːmiz tʃˈoʊkt fɔːɹ sˈɪmpəθi; ænd ðə pˈɑːɹsən blˈuː hɪz nˈoʊz ɔnðə sˌɛɹᵻmˈoʊnɪəl bændˈænə lˈaɪk ðə tɹˈʌmpɪt əvə kˈævəlɹi tʃˈɑːɹdʒ.