text_original: But I could not resist going to him with the rest of the crowd, and when he^^took my hand I said: " MajT  the Lord have mercy on you, poor man, for the people have none." A Missive and a Mission. 237 He laiiglied heartily, and the men around him, joined in his merriment.
text_transcription: BUT I COULD NOT RESIST GOING TO HIM WITH THE REST OF THE CROWD AND WHEN HE TOOK MY HAND I SAID MAY THE LORD HAVE MERCY ON YOU POOR MAN FOR THE PEOPLE HAVE NONE HE LAUGHED HEARTILY AND THE MEN AROUND HIM JOINED IN HIS MERRIMENT
phonemes: bˌʌt aɪ kʊd nˌɑːt ɹᵻzˈɪst ɡˌoʊɪŋ tə hˌɪm wɪððə ɹˈɛst ʌvðə kɹˈaʊd, ænd wɛn hiː tˈʊk maɪ hˈænd aɪ sˈɛd: " mˈædʒ tˈiː ðə lˈɔːɹd hæv mˈɜːsi ˈɔn juː, pˈʊɹ mˈæn, fɚðə pˈiːpəl hæv nˈʌn." ɐ mˈɪsɪv ænd ɐ mˈɪʃən. tˈuːhˈʌndɹɪd θˈɜːɾi sˈɛvən hiː lˈaɪɪɡlid hˈɑːɹɾili, ænd ðə mˈɛn ɚɹˈaʊnd hˌɪm, dʒˈɔɪnd ɪn hɪz mˈɛɹɪmənt.