text_original: When the congregation concluded to abandon the "Eound Church," which stood on the triangle between Liberty, Wood and Sixth streets, and began to dig for a foundation for Trinity, where it now stands, there was great desecration of graves. One day a thrill of excitement and stream of talk ran through the neigh  borhood, about a Mrs. Cooper, whose body had been buried three years, and was found in a wonderful state of preservation, when the coffin was laid open by the diggers.
text_transcription: WHEN THE CONGREGATION CONCLUDED TO ABANDON THE ROUND CHURCH WHICH STOOD ON THE TRIANGLE BETWEEN LIBERTY WOOD AND SIXTH STREETS AND BEGAN TO DIG FOR A FOUNDATION FOR TRINITY WHERE IT NOW STANDS THERE WAS A GREAT DESECRATION OF GRAVES ONE DAY A THRILL OF EXCITEMENT AND STREAM OF TALK RAN THROUGH THE NEIGHBORHOOD ABOUT A MISSUS COOPER WHOSE BODY HAD BEEN BURIED THREE YEARS AND WAS FOUND IN A WONDERFUL STATE OF PRESERVATION WHEN THE COFFIN WAS LAID OPEN BY THE DIGGERS
phonemes: wˌɛn ðə kˌɑːŋɡɹɪɡˈeɪʃən kəŋklˈuːdᵻd tʊ ɐbˈændən ðə "ˈiːəˌʌnd tʃˈɜːtʃ," wˌɪtʃ stˈʊd ɔnðə tɹˈaɪæŋɡəl bᵻtwˌiːn lˈɪbɚɾi, wˈʊd ænd sˈɪksθ stɹˈiːts, ænd bɪɡˈæn tə dˈɪɡ fɚɹə faʊndˈeɪʃən fɔːɹ tɹˈɪnᵻɾi, wˌɛɹ ɪt nˈaʊ stˈændz, ðɛɹwˌʌz ɡɹˈeɪt dˌɛsɪkɹˈeɪʃən ʌv ɡɹˈeɪvz. wˈʌn dˈeɪ ɐ θɹˈɪl ʌv ɛksˈaɪtmənt ænd stɹˈiːm ʌv tˈɔːk ɹˈæn θɹuː ðə nˈeɪ bˈɔːɹhʊd, ɐbˌaʊt ɐ mˈɪsɪz. kˈuːpɚ, hˌuːz bˈɑːdi hɐdbɪn bˈɛɹid θɹˈiː jˈɪɹz, ænd wʌz fˈaʊnd ɪn ɐ wˈʌndɚfəl stˈeɪt ʌv pɹˌɛzɚvˈeɪʃən, wˌɛn ðə kˈɔfɪn wʌz lˈeɪd ˈoʊpən baɪ ðə dˈɪɡɚz.