text_original: "Oh, pretty glibly, sir," replied the mate; "we can scarcely tell what headway we _are_ making, for we are obliged to keep the middle of the river, and there is the shadow of a fog rising. This wood seems rather better than that we took in at Yellow Face's, but we're nearly out again, and must be looking out for more. I saw a light just ahead on the right  shall we hail?"
text_transcription: OH PRETTY GLIBLY SIR REPLIED THE MATE WE CAN SCARCELY TELL WHAT HEADWAY WE ARE MAKING FOR WE ARE OBLIGED TO KEEP THE MIDDLE OF THE RIVER AND THERE IS THE SHADOW OF A FOG RISING THIS WOOD SEEMS RATHER BETTER THAN WHAT WE TOOK IN AT YELLOW FACE'S BUT WE'RE NEARLY OUT AGAIN AND MUST BE LOOKING OUT FOR MORE I SAW A LIGHT JUST AHEAD ON THE RIGHT SHALL WE HAIL
phonemes: "ˈoʊ, pɹˈɪɾi ɡlˈɪbli, sˌɜː," ɹᵻplˈaɪd ðə mˈeɪt; "wiː kæn skˈɛɹsli tˈɛl wʌt hˈɛdweɪ wiː ɑːɹ mˈeɪkɪŋ, fɔːɹ wiː ɑːɹ əblˈaɪdʒd tə kˈiːp ðə mˈɪdəl ʌvðə ɹˈɪvɚ, ænd ðɛɹ ɪz ðə ʃˈædoʊ əvə fˈɑːɡ ɹˈaɪzɪŋ. ðɪs wˈʊd sˈiːmz ɹˈæðɚ bˈɛɾɚ ðɐn ðæt wiː tˈʊk ɪn æt jˈɛloʊ fˈeɪsᵻz, bˌʌt wɪɹ nˌɪɹli ˈaʊt ɐɡˈɛn, ænd mˈʌst biː lˈʊkɪŋ ˈaʊt fɔːɹ mˈɔːɹ. aɪ sˈɔː ɐ lˈaɪt dʒˈʌst ɐhˈɛd ɔnðə ɹˈaɪt ʃˌæl wiː hˈeɪl?"