text_original: it was for a soldier in the Monkholm regiment that his sweet  heart betrayed him. The whole regiment shall perish by my hands. Look, Lucy Pelryhn !" He had rolled up the sleeves of his gown, and showed the widow his misshapen arms stained with blood.
text_transcription: IT WAS FOR A SOLDIER IN THE MONKONG REGIMENT THAT HIS SWEETHEART BETRAYED HIM THE WHOLE REGIMENT SHALL PERISH BY MY HANDS LOOK LUCY PELRYNNE HE HAD ROLLED UP THE SLEEVES OF HIS GOWN AND SHOWED THE WIDOW HIS MISSHAPEN ARMS STAINED WITH BLOOD
phonemes: ɪt wʌz fɚɹə sˈoʊldʒɚɹ ɪnðə mˈʌŋkhoʊm ɹˈɛdʒɪmənt ðæt hɪz swˈiːt hˈɑːɹt bᵻtɹˈeɪd hˌɪm. ðə hˈoʊl ɹˈɛdʒɪmənt ʃˌæl pˈɛɹɪʃ baɪ maɪ hˈændz. lˈʊk, lˈuːsi pˈɛlɹɪhn !" hiː hæd ɹˈoʊld ˌʌp ðə slˈiːvz ʌv hɪz ɡˈaʊn, ænd ʃˈoʊd ðə wˈɪdoʊ hɪz mɪsʃˈeɪpən ˈɑːɹmz stˈeɪnd wɪð blˈʌd.