text_original: We readied the last fort on our round before I saw anything interesting; and here a sorrowful woman drew me aside to tell rae of the two weeks she had spent with her husband, now in the last stage of camp  fever, and of her fruitless efforts to get sufficient straw for his bed, while the bones we^'e cutting through the No Use for me Among the Wounded. 239 skin as lie la}^ on the slats of his cot. She wrung her hands in a strange, suppressed agony, and exclaimed " Oh!
text_transcription: WE REACHED THE LAST FORT ON OUR ROUND BEFORE I SAW ANYTHING INTERESTING AND HERE A SORROWFUL WOMAN DREW ME ASIDE TO TELL ME OF THE TWO WEEKS SHE HAD SPENT WITH HER HUSBAND NOW IN THE LAST STAGE OF CAMP FEVER AND OF HER FRUITLESS EFFORTS TO GET SUFFICIENT STRAW FOR HIS BED WHILE THE BONES WERE CUTTING THROUGH THE SKIN AS HE LAY ON THE STS OF HIS COT SHE WRUNG HER HANDS IN A STRANGE SUPPRESSED AGONY AND EXCLAIMED OH
phonemes: wiː ɹˈɛdid ðə lˈæst fˈɔːɹt ˌɔn ˌaʊɚ ɹˈaʊnd bᵻfˌɔːɹ aɪ sˈɔː ˈɛnɪθˌɪŋ ˈɪntɹɛstɪŋ; ænd hˈɪɹ ɐ sˈɑːɹoʊfəl wˈʊmən dɹˈuː mˌiː ɐsˈaɪd tə tˈɛl ɹˈeɪ ʌvðə tˈuː wˈiːks ʃiː hæd spˈɛnt wɪð hɜː hˈʌsbənd, nˈaʊ ɪnðə lˈæst stˈeɪdʒ ʌv kˈæmp fˈiːvɚ, ænd ʌv hɜː fɹˈuːtləs ˈɛfɚts tə ɡɛt səfˈɪʃənt stɹˈɔː fɔːɹ hɪz bˈɛd, wˌaɪl ðə bˈoʊnz wiː ˈiː kˈʌɾɪŋ θɹuː ðə nˈoʊ jˈuːs fɔːɹ mˌiː ɐmˌʌŋ ðə wˈuːndᵻd. tˈuːhˈʌndɹɪd θˈɜːɾi nˈaɪn skˈɪn æz lˈaɪ lˌæ}ɔnðə slˈæts ʌv hɪz kˈɑːt. ʃiː ɹˈʌŋ hɜː hˈændz ɪn ɐ stɹˈeɪndʒ, səpɹˈɛst ˈæɡəni, ænd ɛksklˈeɪmd " ˈoʊ!