text_original: Wee Gibbie flew at his legs, nor rested until, the one after the other, he had got them on the bed; if then they were not very comfortably deposited, he knew that, in his first turn, their owner would get them all right.
text_transcription: WE GIBBEY FLEW AT HIS LEGS NOR RESTED UNTIL THE ONE AFTER THE OTHER HE HAD GOT THEM ON THE BED IF THEN THEY WERE NOT VERY COMFORTABLY DEPOSITED HE KNEW THAT IN HIS FIRST TURN THEIR OWNER WOULD GET THEM ALL RIGHT
phonemes: wˈiː ɡˈɪbi flˈuː æt hɪz lˈɛɡz, nˈɔːɹ ɹˈɛstᵻd ʌntˈɪl, ðə wˈʌn ˈæftɚ ðɪ ˈʌðɚ, hiː hæd ɡɑːt ðˌɛm ɔnðə bˈɛd; ɪf ðˈɛn ðeɪ wɜː nˌɑːt vˈɛɹi kˈʌmftəbli dᵻpˈɑːzɪɾᵻd, hiː nˈuː ðˈæt, ɪn hɪz fˈɜːst tˈɜːn, ðɛɹ ˈoʊnɚ wʊd ɡɛt ðˌɛm ˈɔːl ɹˈaɪt.