text_original: Great Heavens ! " " Poor young man ! " cried the wife ; " were you born without a guardian angel ? Have you no patron saint ? Alas ! it must be so ; for you do not even seem to know your own name." "And what motive," broke in the mountaineer, "can lead your worship to that fearful spot ? " " I have a question to ask," answered Ordener. The astonishment of his hosts grew with their curiosity.
text_transcription: GREAT HEAVENS POOR YOUNG MAN CRIED THE WIFE WERE YOU BORN WITHOUT A GUARDIAN ANGEL HAVE YOU NO PATRON SAINT ALAS IT MUST BE SO FOR YOU DO NOT EVEN SEEM TO KNOW YOUR OWN NAME AND WHAT MOTIVE BROKE IN THE MOUNTAINEER CAN LEAD YOUR WORSHIP TO THAT FEARFUL SPOT I HAVE A QUESTION TO ASK ANSWERED ORDNO THE ASTONISHMENT HIS HOSTS GREW WITH THEIR CURIOSITY
phonemes: ɡɹˈeɪt hˈɛvənz ! " " pˈʊɹ jˈʌŋ mˈæn ! " kɹˈaɪd ðə wˈaɪf ; " wɜː juː bˈɔːɹn wɪðˌaʊt ɐ ɡˈɑːɹdiən ˈeɪndʒəl ? hæv juː nˈoʊ pˈeɪtɹən sˈeɪnt ? ɐlˈæs ! ɪt mˈʌst biː sˈoʊ ; fɔːɹ juː duːnˌɑːt ˈiːvən sˈiːm tə nˈoʊ jʊɹ ˈoʊn nˈeɪm." "ænd wʌt mˈoʊɾɪv," bɹˈoʊk ɪnðə mˌaʊntɪnˈɪɹ, "kæn lˈiːd jʊɹ wˈɜːʃɪp tə ðæt fˈɪɹfəl spˈɑːt ? " " aɪ hæv ɐ kwˈɛstʃən tʊ ˈæsk," ˈænsɚd ˈɔːɹdənɚ. ðɪ ɐstˈɑːnɪʃmənt ʌv hɪz hˈoʊsts ɡɹˈuː wɪð ðɛɹ kjˌʊɹɹɪˈɔsᵻɾi.