text_original: 253 twenty ladies, several of tliem with ambulances, dis  tributing those which came to my address, and if there was any n^ore hospital gangrene that season I neither saw nor heard of it. The officers in Campbell knew of the letter, and were glad of the supplies it brought, but some time passed before they identified the writer as the little sister in the bad ward, who had won the reputation
text_transcription: TWENTY LADIES SEVERAL OF THEM WITH AMBULANCES DISTRIBUTING THOSE WHICH CAME TO MY ADDRESS AND IF THERE WAS ANY MORE HOSPITAL GANGRENE THAT SEASON I NEITHER SAW NOR HEARD OF IT THE OFFICERS IN CAMPBELL KNEW OF THE LETTER AND WERE GLAD OF THE SUPPLIES IT BROUGHT BUT SOME TIME PASSED BEFORE THEY IDENTIFIED THE WRITER AS THE LITTLE SISTER IN THE BAD WARD WHO HAD WON THE REPUTATION OF BEING THE BEST WOUND DRESSER IN WASHINGTON AND OF CHAPTER FIFTY THREE
phonemes: tˈuːhˈʌndɹɪd fˈɪfti θɹˈiː twˈɛnti lˈeɪdiz, sˈɛvɹəl ʌv tˈiːlˈiːm wɪð ˈæmbjʊlənsᵻz, dˈɪs tɹˈɪbjuːɾɪŋ ðoʊz wˌɪtʃ kˈeɪm tə maɪ ɐdɹˈɛs, ænd ɪf ðɛɹwˌʌz ˌɛni ˈɛn ˈɔːɹ hˈɑːspɪɾəl ɡˈæŋɡɹɛn ðæt sˈiːzən aɪ nˈiːðɚ sˈɔː nˈɔːɹ hˈɜːd ʌv ɪt. ðɪ ˈɑːfɪsɚz ɪn kˈæmbəl nˈuː ʌvðə lˈɛɾɚ, ænd wɜː ɡlˈæd ʌvðə səplˈaɪz ɪt bɹˈɔːt, bˌʌt sˌʌm tˈaɪm pˈæst bᵻfˌɔːɹ ðeɪ aɪdˈɛntᵻfˌaɪd ðə ɹˈaɪɾɚɹ æz ðə lˈɪɾəl sˈɪstɚɹ ɪnðə bˈæd wˈɔːɹd, hˌuː hæd wˈʌn ðə ɹˌɛpjuːtˈeɪʃən