text_original: Ordener, left alone upon the threshold, took off his clothes, which he wrapped in his cloak and fastened upon his head with his sword belt ; then, putting into practice Schumacker's principles of independence, he sprang into the still, cold waters of the fjord, and swam through the darkness towards the shore, in the direction of the Splau  gest, — a point which he was almost sure to reach, dead or alive. The fatigues of the day had exhausted him, so that it was only with great difficulty that he lauded.
text_transcription: ORDINAR LEFT ALONE UPON THE THRESHOLD TOOK OFF HIS CLOTHES WHICH HE WRAPPED IN HIS CLOAK AND FASTENED UPON HIS HEAD WITH HIS SWORD BELT THEN PUTTING INTO PRACTICE SCHUMANKA'S PRINCIPLES OF INDEPENDENCE HE SPRANG INTO THE STILL COLD WATERS OF THE FIORD AND SWAM THROUGH THE DARKNESS TOWARDS THE SHORE IN THE DIRECTION OF THE SPLAGHEST A POINT WHICH HE WAS ALMOST SURE TO REACH DEAD OR ALIVE THE FATIGUES OF THE DAY HAD EXHAUSTED HIM SO THAT IT WAS ONLY WITH GREAT DIFFICULTY THAT HE LANDED
phonemes: ˈɔːɹdənɚ, lˈɛft ɐlˈoʊn əpˌɑːn ðə θɹˈɛʃoʊld, tˈʊk ˈɔf hɪz klˈoʊðz, wˌɪtʃ hiː ɹˈæpt ɪn hɪz klˈoʊk ænd fˈæsənd əpˌɑːn hɪz hˈɛd wɪð hɪz sˈɔːɹd bˈɛlt ; ðˈɛn, pˈʊɾɪŋ ˌɪntʊ pɹˈæktɪs ʃˈuːmækɚz pɹˈɪnsɪpəlz ʌv ˌɪndᵻpˈɛndəns, hiː spɹˈæŋ ˌɪntʊ ðə stˈɪl, kˈoʊld wˈɔːɾɚz ʌvðə fɪˈɔːɹd, ænd swˈæm θɹuː ðə dˈɑːɹknəs təwˈɔːɹdz ðə ʃˈɔːɹ, ɪnðə dᵻɹˈɛkʃən ʌvðə splˈaʊ dʒˈɛst, — ɐ pˈɔɪnt wˌɪtʃ hiː wʌz ˈɔːlmoʊst ʃˈʊɹ tə ɹˈiːtʃ, dˈɛd ɔːɹ ɐlˈaɪv. ðə fɐtˈiːɡz ʌvðə dˈeɪ hæd ɛɡzˈɔːstᵻd hˌɪm, sˌoʊ ðˌɐɾɪt wʌz ˈoʊnli wɪð ɡɹˈeɪt dˈɪfɪkˌʌlti ðæt hiː lˈɔːdᵻd.