text_original: A .shudder of horror ran through the crowd, and Schu  raacker, lifting his head, which had sunk upon his breast, cast a sudden glance at hi.s dreadful neighbor, from whom all hi.s other fellow prisoners shrank. " Hans of Iceland," asked the president, when the con  fasion ceased, " what have you to .say for yourself
text_transcription: A SHUDDER OF HORROR RAN THROUGH THE CROWD AND SCHUMANKA LIFTING HIS HEAD WHICH HAD SUNK UPON HIS BREAST CAST A SUDDEN GLANCE AT HIS DREADFUL NEIGHBOR FROM WHOM ALL HIS OTHER FELLOW PRISONERS SHRANK HANDS OF ICELAND ASKED THE PRESIDENT WHEN THE CONFUSION CEASED WHAT HAVE YOU TO SAY FOR YOURSELF
phonemes: ˈeɪ .ʃˈʌdɚɹ ʌv hˈɔɹɚ ɹˈæn θɹuː ðə kɹˈaʊd, ænd ʃˈuː ɹˈɑːkɚ, lˈɪftɪŋ hɪz hˈɛd, wˌɪtʃ hæd sˈʌŋk əpˌɑːn hɪz bɹˈɛst, kˈæst ɐ sˈʌdən ɡlˈæns æt hˈaɪ.ˈɛs dɹˈɛdfəl nˈeɪbɚ, fɹʌm hˈuːm ˈɔːl hˈaɪ.ˈɛs ˈʌðɚ fˈɛloʊ pɹˈɪzənɚz ʃɹˈæŋk. " hˈænz ʌv ˈaɪslənd," ˈæskt ðə pɹˈɛzɪdənt, wˌɛn ðə kˈɑːn fˈeɪʒən sˈiːst, " wˌʌt hˈæv juː tuː .sˈeɪ fɔːɹ jɔːɹsˈɛlf