text_original: Virginia had betaken herself to cooler climes, but Ursula and I worked at that heap, forking on new stuff to stop up flame bursts, till we too were shedding dew from our foreheads, and our hands were almost sore with wielding the heavy forks.
text_transcription: VIRGINIA HAD BETAKEN HERSELF TO COOLER CLIMES BUT URSIER AND I WORKED AT THAT HEAP FORKING ON NEW STUFF TO STOP UP FLAME BURSTS TILL WE TOO WERE SHEDDING DEW FROM OUR FOREHEADS AND OUR HANDS WERE ALMOST SORE WITH WIELDING THE HEAVY FORKS
phonemes: vɜːdʒˈɪniə hæd bˌeɪɾəkˈɛn hɜːsˈɛlf tə kˈuːlɚ klˈaɪmz, bˌʌt ˈɜːsjʊlə ænd aɪ wˈɜːkt æt ðæt hˈiːp, fˈɔːɹkɪŋ ˌɔn nˈuː stˈʌf tə stˈɑːp ˌʌp flˈeɪm bˈɜːsts, tˈɪl wiː tˈuː wɜː ʃˈɛdɪŋ dˈuː fɹʌm ˌaʊɚ fˈɔːɹhɛdz, ænd ˌaʊɚ hˈændz wɜːɹ ˈɔːlmoʊst sˈɔːɹ wɪð wˈiːldɪŋ ðə hˈɛvi fˈɔːɹks.