text_original: At the sound of his loved one's voice the East Wind changed again, and, turning once more to Tibbs, he added: "Try the North Wind for a December day, mine are not so warm as his." Then turning on his heels, once more he blew back into the jungle.
text_transcription: AT THE SOUND OF HIS LOVED ONE'S VOICE THE EAST WIND CHANGED AGAIN AND TURNING ONCE MORE TO TIBBS HE ADDED TRY THE NORTH WIND FOR A DECEMBER DAY MINE ARE NOT SO WARM AS HIS THEN TURNING ON HIS HEELS ONCE MORE HE BLEW BACK INTO THE JUNGLE
phonemes: æt ðə sˈaʊnd ʌv hɪz lˈʌvd wˈʌnz vˈɔɪs ðɪ ˈiːst wˈɪnd tʃˈeɪndʒd ɐɡˈɛn, ænd, tˈɜːnɪŋ wˈʌns mˈɔːɹ tə tˈɪbz, hiː ˈædᵻd: "tɹˈaɪ ðə nˈɔːɹθ wˈɪnd fɚɹə dᵻsˈɛmbɚ dˈeɪ, mˈaɪn ɑːɹ nˌɑːt sˌoʊ wˈɔːɹm æz hˈɪz." ðˈɛn tˈɜːnɪŋ ˌɔn hɪz hˈiːlz, wˈʌns mˈɔːɹ hiː blˈuː bˈæk ˌɪntʊ ðə dʒˈʌŋɡəl.