text_original: There was no real trail up the thousand foot slope of Sentinel Mountain. Prospectors had been over it, doubtless, in earlier days, but in all of Garry's twenty one years no one besides himself had ever made the ascent.
text_transcription: THERE WAS NO REAL TRAIL UP THE THOUSAND FOOT SLOPE OF SENTINEL MOUNTAIN PROSPECTORS HAD BEEN OVER IT DOUBTLESS IN EARLIER DAYS BUT IN ALL OF GARRY'S TWENTY ONE YEARS NO ONE BESIDES HIMSELF HAD EVER MADE THE ASCENT
phonemes: ðɛɹwˌʌz nˈoʊ ɹˈiːəl tɹˈeɪl ˌʌp ðə θˈaʊzənd fˈʊt slˈoʊp ʌv sˈɛntɪnəl mˈaʊntɪn. pɹəspˈɛktɚz hɐdbɪn ˈoʊvɚɹ ɪt, dˈaʊtləs, ɪn ˈɜːlɪɚ dˈeɪz, bˌʌt ɪn ˈɔːl ʌv ɡˈæɹiz twˈɛnti wˈʌn jˈɪɹz nˈoʊwˈʌn bᵻsˌaɪdz hɪmsˈɛlf hæd ˈɛvɚ mˌeɪd ðɪ ɐsˈɛnt.