text_original: These sports  men cock their pieces, and, aiming apparently at the points of their own boots, fire simultaneously. We run up and look to where the ground is still smoking for the body of the rabbit. We find nothing but the hole of the burrow over which these gentlemen were mounting guard, and into which the rabbit has safely escaped.
text_transcription: THESE SPORTSMEN COCK THEIR PIECES AND AIMING APPARENTLY AT THE POINTS OF THEIR OWN BOOTS FIRE SIMULTANEOUSLY WE RUN UP AND LOOK TO WHERE THE GROUND IS STILL SMOKING FOR THE BODY OF THE RABBIT WE FIND NOTHING BUT THE WHOLE OF THE BURROW OVER WHICH THESE GENTLEMEN WERE MOUNTING GUARD AND INTO WHICH THE RABBIT HAS SAFELY ESCAPED
phonemes: ðiːz spˈɔːɹts mˈɛn kˈɑːk ðɛɹ pˈiːsᵻz, ænd, ˈeɪmɪŋ ɐpˈæɹəntli æt ðə pˈɔɪnts ʌv ðɛɹ ˈoʊn bˈuːts, fˈaɪɚ sˌaɪməltˈeɪniəsli. wiː ɹˈʌn ˌʌp ænd lˈʊk tʊ wˌɛɹ ðə ɡɹˈaʊnd ɪz stˈɪl smˈoʊkɪŋ fɚðə bˈɑːdi ʌvðə ɹˈæbɪt. wiː fˈaɪnd nˈʌθɪŋ bˌʌt ðə hˈoʊl ʌvðə bˈɜːɹoʊ ˌoʊvɚ wˌɪtʃ ðiːz dʒˈɛntəlmən wɜː mˈaʊntɪŋ ɡˈɑːɹd, ænd ˌɪntʊ wˌɪtʃ ðə ɹˈæbɪt hɐz sˈeɪfli ɛskˈeɪpt.