text_original: Widow Stadt felt a mixture of horror and affection for the child. Sometimes she would clasp him in her ma  ternal arms, as the only tie which still bound her to earth ; again she would repulse him with terror, calling upon Carroll, her dear Carroll. No one in the world knew what agitated her soul.
text_transcription: WIDOW STEAD FELT A MIXTURE OF HORROR AND AFFECTION FOR THE CHILD SOMETIMES SHE WOULD CLASP HIM IN HER MATERNAL ARMS AS THE ONLY TIE WHICH STILL BOUND HER TO EARTH AGAIN SHE WOULD REPULSE HIM WITH TERROR CALLING UPON CAROL HER DEAR CAROL NO ONE IN THE WORLD KNEW WHAT AGITATED HER SOUL
phonemes: wˈɪdoʊ stˈæt fˈɛlt ɐ mˈɪkstʃɚɹ ʌv hˈɔɹɚ ænd ɐfˈɛkʃən fɚðə tʃˈaɪld. sˈʌmtaɪmz ʃiː wʊd klˈæsp hˌɪm ɪn hɜː mˈɑː tˈɜːnəl ˈɑːɹmz, æz ðɪ ˈoʊnli tˈaɪ wˌɪtʃ stˈɪl bˈaʊnd hɜː tʊ ˈɜːθ ; ɐɡˈɛn ʃiː wʊd ɹᵻpˈʌls hˌɪm wɪð tˈɛɹɚ, kˈɔːlɪŋ əpˌɑːn kˈæɹoʊl, hɜː dˈɪɹ kˈæɹoʊl. nˈoʊwˈʌn ɪnðə wˈɜːld nˈuː wʌt ˈædʒᵻtˌeɪɾᵻd hɜː sˈoʊl.