text_original: I have much feeling in common with an old Scotch friend of mine, a lover of nature and a frequenter of forest and mountain, who spent a fortnight in the Park with the express purpose of reproducing upon his bagpipe those remarkable notes, the whistling of the elk, but with only partial success.
text_transcription: I HAVE MUCH FEELING IN COMMON WITH AN OLD SCOTCH FRIEND OF MINE A LOVER OF NATURE AND A FREQUENTER OF FOREST AND MOUNTAIN WHO SPEND A FORTNIGHT IN THE PARK WITH THE EXPRESS PURPOSE OF REPRODUCING UPON HIS BAGPIPE THOSE REMARKABLE TONES THE WHISTLING OF THE ELK BUT WITH ONLY PARTIAL SUCCESS
phonemes: aɪ hæv mˈʌtʃ fˈiːlɪŋ ɪn kˈɑːmən wɪð ɐn ˈoʊld skˈɑːtʃ fɹˈɛnd ʌv mˈaɪn, ɐ lˈʌvɚɹ ʌv nˈeɪtʃɚ ænd ɐ fɹˈiːkwɛntɚɹ ʌv fˈɔːɹɪst ænd mˈaʊntɪn, hˌuː spˈɛnt ɐ fˈɔːɹtnaɪt ɪnðə pˈɑːɹk wɪððɪ ɛkspɹˈɛs pˈɜːpəs ʌv ɹᵻpɹədˈuːsɪŋ əpˌɑːn hɪz bˈæɡpaɪp ðoʊz ɹᵻmˈɑːɹkəbəl nˈoʊts, ðə wˈɪsəlɪŋ ʌvðɪ ˈɛlk, bˌʌt wɪð ˈoʊnli pˈɑːɹʃəl səksˈɛs.