text_original: The familiar way appeared to lengthen as she ran; and when at last her hand touched the latch of the garden gate, her firmness suddenly broke down. She tottered as she reached the door, and then fell into John's arms, crying out that Helen was coming. The farmer sat in his large arm chair. The Bible lay open on the table before him, for he had been gathering the old strength and sweetness from its pages.
text_transcription: THE FAMILIAR WAY APPEARED TO LENGTHEN AS SHE RAN AND WHEN AT LAST HER HAND TOUCHED THE LATCH OF THE GARDEN GATE HER FIRMNESS SUDDENLY BROKE DOWN SHE TOTTERED AS SHE REACHED THE DOOR AND THEN FELL INTO JOHN'S ARMS CRYING OUT THAT HELEN WAS COMING THE FARMER SAT IN HIS LARGE ARM CHAIR THE BIBLE LAY OPEN ON THE TABLE BEFORE HIM FOR HE HAD BEEN GATHERING THE OLD STRENGTH AND SWEETNESS FROM ITS PAGES
phonemes: ðə fəmˈɪlɪɹ wˈeɪ ɐpˈɪɹd tə lˈɛŋθən æz ʃiː ɹˈæn; ænd wɛn æt lˈæst hɜː hˈænd tˈʌtʃt ðə lˈætʃ ʌvðə ɡˈɑːɹdən ɡˈeɪt, hɜː fˈɜːmnəs sˈʌdənli bɹˈoʊk dˈaʊn. ʃiː tˈɑːɾɚd æz ʃiː ɹˈiːtʃt ðə dˈɔːɹ, ænd ðˈɛn fˈɛl ˌɪntʊ dʒˈɑːnz ˈɑːɹmz, kɹˈaɪɪŋ ˈaʊt ðæt hˈɛlən wʌz kˈʌmɪŋ. ðə fˈɑːɹmɚ sˈæt ɪn hɪz lˈɑːɹdʒ ˈɑːɹm tʃˈɛɹ. ðə bˈaɪbəl lˈeɪ ˈoʊpən ɔnðə tˈeɪbəl bᵻfˈɔːɹ hˌɪm, fɔːɹ hiː hɐdbɪn ɡˈæðɚɹɪŋ ðɪ ˈoʊld stɹˈɛŋθ ænd swˈiːtnəs fɹʌm ɪts pˈeɪdʒᵻz.