text_original: "Don't make it _too_ sad, Aunt Judy," murmured No. 8, half in a tremble already. "You needn't be frightened, No. 8," was the answer; "my stories always end well." "I'm so glad," chuckled No. 8 with a grin, as he clapped one little fat hand down upon the other on his lap in complete satisfaction.
text_transcription: DON'T MAKE IT TOO SAD AUNT JUDY MURMURED NUMBER EIGHT HALF IN A TREMBLE ALREADY YOU NEEDN'T BE FRIGHTENED NUMBER EIGHT WAS THE ANSWER MY STORIES ALWAYS END WELL I'M SO GLAD CHUCKLED NUMBER EIGHT WITH A GRIN AS HE CLAPPED ONE LITTLE FAT HAND DOWN UPON THE OTHER ON HIS LAP IN COMPLETE SATISFACTION
phonemes: "dˈoʊnt mˌeɪk ɪt tˈuː sˈæd, ˈænt dʒˈuːdi," mˈɜːmɚd nˈoʊ. ˈeɪt, hˈæf ɪn ɐ tɹˈɛmbəl ɔːlɹˈɛdi. "juː nˈiːdənt biː fɹˈaɪʔn̩d, nˈoʊ. ˈeɪt," wʌzðɪ ˈænsɚ; "maɪ stˈɔːɹiz ˈɔːlweɪz ˈɛnd wˈɛl." "aɪm sˌoʊ ɡlˈæd," tʃˈʌkəld nˈoʊ. ˈeɪt wɪð ɐ ɡɹˈɪn, æz hiː klˈæpt wˈʌn lˈɪɾəl fˈæt hˈænd dˌaʊn əpˌɑːn ðɪ ˈʌðɚɹ ˌɔn hɪz lˈæp ɪn kəmplˈiːt sˌæɾɪsfˈækʃən.