text_original: I had but gotten half way to the front door when there was a scufile, the loud voice of my husband, shrieks up stairs, rattling of furniture and crashing of glass, and when I got back to the room I saw the tip of Tom's tail disappearing.
text_transcription: I HAD BUT GOTTEN HALF WAY TO THE FRONT DOOR WHEN THERE WAS A SCUFFLE THE LOUD VOICE OF MY HUSBAND SHRIEKS UP STAIRS RATTLING OF FURNITURE AND CRASHING OF GLASS AND WHEN I GOT BACK TO THE ROOM I SAW THE TIP OF TOM'S TAIL DISAPPEARING
phonemes: aɪ hæd bˌʌt ɡˈɑːʔn̩ hˈæf wˈeɪ tə ðə fɹˈʌnt dˈɔːɹ wɛn ðɛɹwˌʌz ɐ skjˈuːfaɪl, ðə lˈaʊd vˈɔɪs ʌv maɪ hˈʌsbənd, ʃɹˈiːks ˌʌp stˈɛɹz, ɹˈæɾəlɪŋ ʌv fˈɜːnɪtʃɚ ænd kɹˈæʃɪŋ ʌv ɡlˈæs, ænd wɛn aɪ ɡɑːt bˈæk tə ðə ɹˈuːm aɪ sˈɔː ðə tˈɪp ʌv tˈɑːmz tˈeɪl dˌɪsɐpˈɪɹɪŋ.