text_original: "Precisely that," answered Karl; "I fear they will be too heavy. Bring one, Ossaroo; and let us have a look at it." The shikaree rose from his seat; and going into the hovel, returned presently  bringing back with him a long shrivelled object, which any one could tell to be a dried eel skin.
text_transcription: PRECISELY THAT ANSWERED KARL I FEAR THEY WILL BE TOO HEAVY BRING ONE O SARO AND LET US HAVE A LOOK AT IT THE CHIKARI ROSE FROM HIS SEAT AND GOING INTO THE HOVEL RETURNED PRESENTLY BRINGING BACK WITH HIM A LONG SHRIVELLED OBJECT WHICH ANY ONE COULD TELL TO BE A DRIED EELSKIN
phonemes: "pɹɪsˈaɪsli ðˈæt," ˈænsɚd kˈɑːɹl; "aɪ fˈɪɹ ðeɪ wɪl biː tˈuː hˈɛvi. bɹˈɪŋ wˌʌn, ˈɑːsɐɹˌuː; ænd lˈɛt ˌʌs hæv ɐ lˈʊk ˈæɾɪt." ðə ʃˈɪkɐɹˌiː ɹˈoʊz fɹʌm hɪz sˈiːt; ænd ɡˌoʊɪŋ ˌɪntʊ ðə hˈɑːvəl, ɹᵻtˈɜːnd pɹˈɛzəntli bɹˈɪŋɪŋ bˈæk wɪð hˌɪm ɐ lˈɔŋ ʃɹˈɪvəld ˈɑːbdʒɛkt, wˌɪtʃ ˌɛni wˈʌn kʊd tˈɛl təbi ɐ dɹˈaɪd ˈiːl skˈɪn.