text_original: The greater part of the luckless rebels bit the dust, perish  ing when they had shattered scythe or cutlass upon some granite fragment ; some, folding their arms, their eyes fixed upon the ground, sat by the roadside, silently wait  ing for a ball to hurl them into the torrent below ; those whom Racket's forethought had provided with, wretched muskets, fired a few chance shots at the summit of the cliffs and the mouth of the caves, from which a cease  less rain of shot fell upon their heads.
text_transcription: THE GREATER PART OF THE LUCKLESS REBELS BIT THE DUST PERISHING WHEN THEY HAD SHATTERED SCYTHE OR CUTLASS UPON SOME GRANITE FRAGMENT SOME FOLDING THEIR ARMS THEIR EYES FIXED UPON THE GROUND SET BY THE ROADSIDE SILENTLY WAITING FOR A BALL TO HURL THEM INTO THE TORRENT BELOW THOSE WHOM HACKETT'S FORETHOUGHT HAD PROVIDED WITH WRETCHED MUSKETS FIRED A FEW CHANCE SHOTS AT THE SUMMIT OF THE CLIFFS AND THE MOUTH OF THE CAVES FROM WHICH A CEASELESS RAIN OF SHOT FELL UPON THEIR HEADS
phonemes: ðə ɡɹˈeɪɾɚ pˈɑːɹt ʌvðə lˈʌkləs ɹˈɛbəlz bˈɪt ðə dˈʌst, pˈɛɹɪʃ ˈɪŋ wɛn ðeɪ hæd ʃˈæɾɚd sˈaɪð ɔːɹ kˈʌtləs əpˌɑːn sˌʌm ɡɹˈænɪt fɹˈæɡmənt ; sˌʌm, fˈoʊldɪŋ ðɛɹ ˈɑːɹmz, ðɛɹ ˈaɪz fˈɪkst əpˌɑːn ðə ɡɹˈaʊnd, sˈæt baɪ ðə ɹˈoʊdsaɪd, sˈaɪləntli wˈeɪt ˈɪŋ fɚɹə bˈɔːl tə hˈɜːl ðˌɛm ˌɪntʊ ðə tˈɔɹənt bᵻlˈoʊ ; ðoʊz hˈuːm ɹˈækɪts fˈɔːɹθɔːt hæd pɹəvˈaɪdᵻd wɪð, ɹˈɛtʃᵻd mˈʌskɪts, fˈaɪɚd ɐ fjˈuː tʃˈæns ʃˈɑːts æt ðə sˈʌmɪt ʌvðə klˈɪfs ænd ðə mˈaʊθ ʌvðə kˈeɪvz, fɹʌm wˈɪtʃ ɐ sˈiːs lˈɛs ɹˈeɪn ʌv ʃˈɑːt fˈɛl əpˌɑːn ðɛɹ hˈɛdz.