text_original: Then consider the shock to my feelings when I looked up that day and saw the enemy of our peace stalking into our little Paradise with his book under his arm and his carpet bag in his hand!  coming with his sermons and his shirts, prepared to stay a week  that is to say a year  that is to say forever, if we would suffer him  and how was he to be hindered by any desperate measures short of burning the house down?
text_transcription: THEN CONSIDER THE SHOCK TO MY FEELINGS WHEN I LOOKED UP THAT DAY AND SAW THE ENEMY OF OUR PEACE STALKING INTO OUR LITTLE PARADISE WITH HIS BOOK UNDER HIS ARM AND HIS CARPET BAG IN HIS HAND COMING WITH HIS SERMONS AND HIS SHIRTS PREPARED TO STAY A WEEK THAT IS TO SAY A YEAR THAT IS TO SAY FOR EVER IF WE WOULD SUFFER HIM AND HOW WAS HE TO BE HINDERED BY ANY DESPERATE MEASURES SHORT OF BURNING THE HOUSE DOWN
phonemes: ðˈɛn kənsˈɪdɚ ðə ʃˈɑːk tə maɪ fˈiːlɪŋz wɛn aɪ lˈʊkt ˌʌp ðæt dˈeɪ ænd sˈɔː ðɪ ˈɛnəmi ʌv ˌaʊɚ pˈiːs stˈɔːkɪŋ ˌɪntʊ ˌaʊɚ lˈɪɾəl pˈæɹədˌaɪs wɪð hɪz bˈʊk ˌʌndɚ hɪz ˈɑːɹm ænd hɪz kˈɑːɹpɪt bˈæɡ ɪn hɪz hˈænd!  kˈʌmɪŋ wɪð hɪz sˈɜːmənz ænd hɪz ʃˈɜːts, pɹɪpˈɛɹd tə stˈeɪ ɐ wˈiːk ðæt ɪz tə sˈeɪ ɐ jˈɪɹ ðæt ɪz tə sˈeɪ fɚɹˈɛvɚ, ɪf wiː wʊd sˈʌfɚ hˌɪm ænd hˌaʊ wʌz hiː təbi hˈɪndɚd baɪ ˌɛni dˈɛspɚɹət mˈɛʒɚz ʃˈɔːɹt ʌv bˈɜːnɪŋ ðə hˈaʊs dˈaʊn?