text_original: " had scarcely lifted their hatchets or their knotted clubs, — they had scarcely showed their blackened faces, foaming with convulsive rage, ere they were hurled into the abyss, dragging with them such of their rash companions as they encountered in their fall, hanging to some bush or hugging some cliff.
text_transcription: HAD SCARCELY LIFTED THEIR HATCHETS OR THEIR KNOTTED CLUBS THEY HAD SCARCELY SHOWED THEIR BLACKENED FACES FOAMING WITH CONVULSIVE RAGE ERE THEY WERE HURL INTO THE ABYSS DRAGGING WITH THEM SUCH OF THEIR RASH COMPANIONS AS THEY ENCOUNTERED IN THEIR FALL HANGING TO SOME BUSH OR HUGGING SOME CLIFF
phonemes: " hæd skˈɛɹsli lˈɪftᵻd ðɛɹ hˈætʃɪts ɔːɹ ðɛɹ nˈɑːɾᵻd klˈʌbz, — ðeɪ hæd skˈɛɹsli ʃˈoʊd ðɛɹ blˈækənd fˈeɪsᵻz, fˈoʊmɪŋ wɪð kənvˈʌlsɪv ɹˈeɪdʒ, ˈɛɹ ðeɪ wɜː hˈɜːld ˌɪntʊ ðɪ ɐbˈɪs, dɹˈæɡɪŋ wɪð ðˌɛm sˈʌtʃ ʌv ðɛɹ ɹˈæʃ kəmpˈæniənz æz ðeɪ ɛŋkˈaʊntɚd ɪn ðɛɹ fˈɔːl, hˈæŋɪŋ tə sˌʌm bˈʊʃ ɔːɹ hˈʌɡɪŋ sˌʌm klˈɪf.