text_original: It did not walk, but glided, and must have risen out of the ground, for only a moment before there was nothing visible. I clasped my hands in mute wonder, but my ghost was getting away, and to make its ac  quaintance I must hurry. Crossing the street I ran after and gained on it.
text_transcription: IT DID NOT WALK BUT GLIDED AND MUST HAVE RISEN OUT OF THE GROUND FOR ONLY A MOMENT BEFORE THERE WAS NOTHING VISIBLE I CLASPED MY HANDS IN MUTE WONDER BUT MY GHOST WAS GETTING AWAY AND TO MAKE ITS ACQUAINTANCE I MUST HURRY CROSSING THE STREET I RAN AFTER AND GAINED ON IT
phonemes: ɪt dɪdnˌɑːt wˈɔːk, bˌʌt ɡlˈaɪdᵻd, ænd mˈʌstɐv ɹˈɪzən ˌaʊɾəv ðə ɡɹˈaʊnd, fɔːɹ ˈoʊnli ɐ mˈoʊmənt bᵻfˌɔːɹ ðɛɹwˌʌz nˈʌθɪŋ vˈɪzᵻbəl. aɪ klˈæspt maɪ hˈændz ɪn mjˈuːt wˈʌndɚ, bˌʌt maɪ ɡˈoʊst wʌz ɡˌɛɾɪŋ ɐwˈeɪ, ænd tə mˌeɪk ɪts ˌeɪsˈiː kwˈeɪntəns aɪ mˈʌst hˈɜːɹi. kɹˈɔsɪŋ ðə stɹˈiːt aɪ ɹˈæn ˈæftɚ ænd ɡˈeɪnd ˈɔn ɪt.