text_original: Sundown comes; the mountain to the west casts its shadows around. It becomes quite dusky: so much so that I experiment as to whether the fore sight can be seen, otherwise a wad of white paper must be tied over the front sight.
text_transcription: SUNDOWN COMES THE MOUNTAIN TO THE WEST CASTS ITS SHADOWS AROUND IT BECOMES QUITE DUSKY SO MUCH SO THAT I EXPERIMENT AS TO WHETHER THE FORESIGHT CAN BE SEEN OTHERWISE A WAD OF WHITE PAPER MUST BE TIED OVER THE FRONT SIGHT
phonemes: sˈʌndaʊn kˈʌmz; ðə mˈaʊntɪn tə ðə wˈɛst kˈæsts ɪts ʃˈædoʊz ɚɹˈaʊnd. ɪt bɪkˌʌmz kwˈaɪt dˈʌski: sˈoʊ mˌʌtʃ sˌoʊ ðæt aɪ ɛkspˈɛɹɪmənt æz tə wˈɛðɚ ðə fˈɔːɹ sˈaɪt kæn biː sˈiːn, ˈʌðɚwˌaɪz ɐ wˈɑːd ʌv wˈaɪt pˈeɪpɚ mˈʌst biː tˈaɪd ˌoʊvɚ ðə fɹˈʌnt sˈaɪt.