text_original: It burst his eye. I flattered myself that it had entered into what he called his brain. He gave just one gasp, and dropped. I fancy that I hear him gasping now. It seemed as though the passage of his throat was choked with blood. There was a fight They all went for me. I emptied my revolver. And then — then I was done."
text_transcription: IT BURST HIS EYE I FLATTERED MYSELF THAT IT HAD ENTERED INTO WHAT HE CALLED HIS BRAIN HE GAVE JUST ONE GASP AND DROPPED I FANCY THAT I HEAR HIM GASPING NOW IT SEEMED AS THOUGH THE PASSAGE OF HIS THROAT WAS CHOKED WITH BLOOD THERE WAS A FIGHT THEY ALL WENT FOR ME I EMPTIED MY REVOLVER AND THEN THEN I WAS DONE
phonemes: ɪt bˈɜːst hɪz ˈaɪ. aɪ flˈæɾɚd maɪsˈɛlf ðˌɐɾɪt hæd ˈɛntɚd ˌɪntʊ wʌt hiː kˈɔːld hɪz bɹˈeɪn. hiː ɡˈeɪv dʒˈʌst wˈʌn ɡˈæsp, ænd dɹˈɑːpt. aɪ fˈænsi ðæt aɪ hˈɪɹ hˌɪm ɡˈæspɪŋ nˈaʊ. ɪt sˈiːmd æz ðˌoʊ ðə pˈæsɪdʒ ʌv hɪz θɹˈoʊt wʌz tʃˈoʊkt wɪð blˈʌd. ðɛɹwˌʌz ɐ fˈaɪt ðeɪ ˈɔːl wˈɛnt fɔːɹ mˌiː. aɪ ˈɛmptid maɪ ɹᵻvˈɑːlvɚ. ænd ðˈɛn — ðˈɛn aɪ wʌz dˈʌn."