text_original: As we continued, I saw a singular looking stone lying on a little ledge some way down the mountain ahead. I decided it must be a stone, and was going to speak of it, when the stone moved, and we crouched in the slanting gravel.
text_transcription: AS WE CONTINUED I SAW A SINGULAR LOOKING STONE LYING ON A LITTLE LEDGE SOME WAY DOWN THE MOUNTAIN AHEAD I DECIDED IT MUST BE A STONE AND WAS GOING TO SPEAK OF IT WHEN THE STONE MOVED AND WE CROUCHED IN THE SLANTING GRAVEL
phonemes: æz wiː kəntˈɪnjuːd, aɪ sˈɔː ɐ sˈɪŋɡjʊlɚ lˈʊkɪŋ stˈoʊn lˈaɪɪŋ ˌɔn ɐ lˈɪɾəl lˈɛdʒ sˌʌm wˈeɪ dˌaʊn ðə mˈaʊntɪn ɐhˈɛd. aɪ dᵻsˈaɪdᵻd ɪt mˈʌst biː ɐ stˈoʊn, ænd wʌz ɡˌoʊɪŋ tə spˈiːk ʌv ɪt, wˌɛn ðə stˈoʊn mˈuːvd, ænd wiː kɹˈaʊtʃt ɪnðə slˈæntɪŋ ɡɹˈævəl.