text_original: It is beneath me to go on with what might seem excuses. Enough that I felt myself in the right; and what more can any man do, if you please, however perfect he may be? Therefore I stowed away my boat (well earned both by mind and body) snugly enough to defy, for the present, even the sharp eyes of Sandy Macraw, under Newton Point, where no one ever went but myself.
text_transcription: IT IS BENEATH ME TO GO ON WITH WHAT MIGHT SEEM EXCUSES ENOUGH THAT I FELT MYSELF IN THE RIGHT AND WHAT MORE CAN ANY MAN DO IF YOU PLEASE HOWEVER PERFECT HE MAY BE THEREFORE I STOWED AWAY MY BOAT WELL EARNED BOTH BY MIND AND BODY SNUGLY ENOUGH TO DEFY FOR THE PRESENT EVEN THE SHARP EYES OF SANDY MC CRAW UNDER NEWTON POINT WHERE NO ONE EVER WENT BUT MYSELF
phonemes: ɪɾ ɪz bᵻnˌiːθ mˌiː tə ɡˌoʊ ˌɔn wɪð wʌt mˌaɪt sˈiːm ɛkskjˈuːsᵻz. ɪnˈʌf ðæt aɪ fˈɛlt maɪsˈɛlf ɪnðə ɹˈaɪt; ænd wʌt mˈɔːɹ kæn ˌɛni mˈæn dˈuː, ɪf juː plˈiːz, haʊˈɛvɚ pˈɜːfɛkt hiː mˈeɪ bˈiː? ðˈɛɹfɔːɹ aɪ stˈoʊd ɐwˈeɪ maɪ bˈoʊt (wˈɛl ˈɜːnd bˈoʊθ baɪ mˈaɪnd ænd bˈɑːdi) snˈʌɡli ɪnˈʌf tə dᵻfˈaɪ, fɚðə pɹˈɛzənt, ˈiːvən ðə ʃˈɑːɹp ˈaɪz ʌv sˈændi mˈækɹɔː, ˌʌndɚ nˈuːtən pˈɔɪnt, wˌɛɹ nˈoʊwˈʌn ˈɛvɚ wɛnt bˌʌt maɪsˈɛlf.