text_original: Your ever loving B. P.S.  My heart is full! It is full to bursting of tears! Sorrow has me in its grip, and is tearing me to pieces. Goodbye. My God, what grief! Do not, do not forget your poor Barbara!
text_transcription: YOUR EVER LOVING P S MY HEART IS FULL IT IS FULL TO BURSTING OF TEARS SORROW HAS ME IN ITS GRIP AND IS TEARING ME TO PIECES GOOD BYE MY GOD WHAT GRIEF DO NOT DO NOT FORGET YOUR POOR BARBARA
phonemes: jʊɹ ˈɛvɚ lˈʌvɪŋ bˈiː. pˈiː.ˈɛs.  maɪ hˈɑːɹt ɪz fˈʊl! ɪɾ ɪz fˈʊl tə bˈɜːstɪŋ ʌv tˈɪɹz! sˈɑːɹoʊ hɐz mˌiː ɪn ɪts ɡɹˈɪp, ænd ɪz tˈɛɹɪŋ mˌiː tə pˈiːsᵻz. ɡʊdbˈaɪ. maɪ ɡˈɑːd, wˌʌt ɡɹˈiːf! duːnˈɑːt, duːnˌɑːt fɚɡˈɛt jʊɹ pˈʊɹ bˈɑːɹbɚɹə!