text_original: " Come, come, Captain ! " cried the lieutenant, " how can you be so despondent ? We may get a chance to fight to morrow." HANS OF ICELAND. 333 " Yes," contemptuously answered the old captain, " with a pretty enemy ! " " What ! do you despise those rascally miners, those devilish mountaineers
text_transcription: COME COME CAPTAIN CRIED THE LIEUTENANT HOW CAN YOU BE SO DESPONDENT WE MAY GET A CHANCE TO FIGHT TO MORROW YES CONTEMPTUOUSLY ANSWERED THE OLD CAPTAIN WITH A PRETTY ENEMY WHAT DO YOU DESPISE THOSE RASCALLY MINERS THOSE DEVILISH MOUNTAINEERS
phonemes: " kˈʌm, kˈʌm, kˈæptɪn ! " kɹˈaɪd ðə luːtˈɛnənt, " hˌaʊ kæn juː biː sˌoʊ dᵻspˈɑːndənt ? wiː mˈeɪ ɡɛt ɐ tʃˈæns tə fˈaɪt tə mˈɑːɹoʊ." hˈænz ʌv ˈaɪslənd. θɹˈiːhˈʌndɹɪd θˈɜːɾi θɹˈiː " jˈɛs," kəntˈɛmptʃuːəsli ˈænsɚd ðɪ ˈoʊld kˈæptɪn, " wɪð ɐ pɹˈɪɾi ˈɛnəmi ! " " wˌʌt ! dˈuː juː dᵻspˈaɪz ðoʊz ɹˈæskəli mˈaɪnɚz, ðoʊz dˈɛvɪlɪʃ mˌaʊntɪnˈɪɹz