text_original: The Democratic party is an old red sandstone, and there is plenty of sand lying all around about." In the summer of 1852 the editor visited the World's Fair, held in New York, and on her return found the office machinery at a stand still. She had a con  tract with two printers, who, in making it, had given no notice that they were the irresponsible agents of a union, and therefore had no right to dispose of their own labor.
text_transcription: THE DEMOCRATIC PARTY IS AN OLD RED SANDSTONE AND THERE''S PLENTY OF SAND LYING ALL ROUND ABOUT IN THE SUMMER OF EIGHTEEN FIFTY TWO THE EDITOR VISITED THE WORLD'S FARE HELD IN NEW YORK AND ON HER RETURN FOUND THE OFFICE MACHINERY AT A STANDSTILL SHE HAD A CONTRACT WITH TWO PRINTERS WHO IN MAKING IT HAD GIVEN NO NOTICE THAT THEY WERE THE IRRESPONSIBLE AGENTS OF A UNION AND THEREFORE HAD NO RIGHT TO DISPOSE OF THEIR OWN LABOUR
phonemes: ðə dˌɛməkɹˈæɾɪk pˈɑːɹɾi ɪz ɐn ˈoʊld ɹˈɛd sˈændstoʊn, ænd ðɛɹ ɪz plˈɛnti ʌv sˈænd lˈaɪɪŋ ˈɔːl ɚɹˈaʊnd ɐbˈaʊt." ɪnðə sˈʌmɚɹ ʌv wˈʌn θˈaʊzənd ˈeɪthˈʌndɹɪd fˈɪfti tˈuː ðɪ ˈɛdɪɾɚ vˈɪzɪɾᵻd ðə wˈɜːldz fˈɛɹ, hˈɛld ɪn nˈuː jˈɔːɹk, ænd ˌɔn hɜː ɹᵻtˈɜːn fˈaʊnd ðɪ ˈɑːfɪs məʃˈiːnɚɹi æɾə stˈænd stˈɪl. ʃiː hæd ɐ kˈɑːn tɹˈækt wɪð tˈuː pɹˈɪntɚz, hˈuː, ɪn mˈeɪkɪŋ ɪt, hæd ɡˈɪvən nˈoʊ nˈoʊɾɪs ðæt ðeɪ wɜː ðɪ ɪɹᵻspˈɑːnsᵻbəl ˈeɪdʒənts əvə jˈuːniən, ænd ðˈɛɹfɔːɹ hæd nˈoʊ ɹˈaɪt tə dɪspˈoʊz ʌv ðɛɹ ˈoʊn lˈeɪbɚ.