text_original: Breem crept cautiously into the circle of light, and glancing through the uncurtained window, saw his man  with his "pals." He saw upon the miserable bed a woman with a thin, pale face and sad, wistful eyes, eyes that yet lighted up with a beautiful pride as they rested upon the man, who sat close by, holding a tiny bundle in his arms. The man shifted his position a little, so that the light fell upon the bundle, and then the watcher outside saw the sleeping face of a baby.
text_transcription: RION CREPT CAUTIOUSLY INTO THE CIRCLE OF LIGHT AND GLANCING THROUGH THE UNCURTAINED WINDOW SAW HIS MAN WITH HIS PALS HE SAW UPON THE MISERABLE BED A WOMAN WITH A THIN PALE FACE AND SAD WISTFUL EYES THAT YET LIGHTED UP A BEAUTIFUL PRIDE AS THEY RESTED UPON THE MAN WHO SAT CLOSE BY HOLDING A TINY BUNDLE IN HIS ARMS THE MAN SHIFTED HIS POSITION A LITTLE SO THAT THE LIGHT FELL UPON THE BUNDLE AND THEN THE WATCHER OUTSIDE SAW THE SLEEPING FACE OF A BABY
phonemes: bɹˈiːm kɹˈɛpt kˈɔːʃəsli ˌɪntʊ ðə sˈɜːkəl ʌv lˈaɪt, ænd ɡlˈænsɪŋ θɹuː ðɪ ʌŋkˈɜːtənd wˈɪndoʊ, sˈɔː hɪz mˈæn wɪð hˈɪz "pˈælz." hiː sˈɔː əpˌɑːn ðə mˈɪzɹəbəl bˈɛd ɐ wˈʊmən wɪð ɐ θˈɪn, pˈeɪl fˈeɪs ænd sˈæd, wˈɪstfəl ˈaɪz, ˈaɪz ðæt jˈɛt lˈaɪɾᵻd ˌʌp wɪð ɐ bjˈuːɾifəl pɹˈaɪd æz ðeɪ ɹˈɛstᵻd əpˌɑːn ðə mˈæn, hˌuː sˈæt klˈoʊs bˈaɪ, hˈoʊldɪŋ ɐ tˈaɪni bˈʌndəl ɪn hɪz ˈɑːɹmz. ðə mˈæn ʃˈɪftᵻd hɪz pəzˈɪʃən ɐ lˈɪɾəl, sˌoʊ ðætðə lˈaɪt fˈɛl əpˌɑːn ðə bˈʌndəl, ænd ðˈɛn ðə wˈɑːtʃɚɹ aʊtsˈaɪd sˈɔː ðə slˈiːpɪŋ fˈeɪs əvə bˈeɪbi.