text_original: He was having a lovely time, licking that tin out, and as he licked, so it scraped and scraped on the stones. No wonder my own dog did not bark; he knew it was his ancient enemy without, and the instinct of the dog of war was to wait stealthily till the foe should get within his reach.
text_transcription: HE WAS HAVING A LOVELY TIME LICKING THAT TIN OUT AND AS HE LICKED SO IT SCRAPED AND SCRAPED ON THE STONES NO WONDER MY OWN DOG DID NOT BARK HE KNEW IT WAS HIS ANCIENT ENEMY WITHOUT AND THE INSTINCT OF THE DOG OF WAR WAS TO WAIT STEALTHILY TILL THE FOE SHOULD GET WITHIN HIS REACH
phonemes: hiː wʌz hˌævɪŋ ɐ lˈʌvli tˈaɪm, lˈɪkɪŋ ðæt tˈɪn ˈaʊt, ænd æz hiː lˈɪkt, sˌoʊ ɪt skɹˈeɪpt ænd skɹˈeɪpt ɔnðə stˈoʊnz. nˈoʊ wˈʌndɚ maɪ ˈoʊn dˈɑːɡ dɪdnˌɑːt bˈɑːɹk; hiː nˈuː ɪt wʌz hɪz ˈeɪntʃənt ˈɛnəmi wɪðˈaʊt, ænd ðɪ ˈɪnstɪŋkt ʌvðə dˈɑːɡ ʌv wˈɔːɹ wʌz tə wˈeɪt stˈɛlθili tˈɪl ðə fˈoʊ ʃˌʊd ɡɛt wɪðˌɪn hɪz ɹˈiːtʃ.