text_original: There was a fire in the grate when mother showed Dr. Robt. Wilson, our family ph3' sician, a pair of wristbands and collar I had stitched for father, and when they spoke of me as not being three years old — but then I had in my mind the marks of that "great awakening."
text_transcription: THERE WAS A FIRE IN THE GRATE WHEN MOTHER SHOWED DOCTOR ROBERT WILSON OUR FAMILY PHYSICIAN A PAIR OF WRISTBANDS AND COLLAR I HAD STITCHED FOR FATHER AND WHEN THEY SPOKE OF ME AS NOT BEING THREE YEARS OLD BUT THEN I HAD IN MY MIND THE MARKS OF THAT GREAT AWAKENING
phonemes: ðɛɹwˌʌz ɐ fˈaɪɚɹ ɪnðə ɡɹˈeɪt wɛn mˈʌðɚ ʃˈoʊd dˈɑːktɚ. ɹˈɑːbt. wˈɪlsən, ˌaʊɚ fˈæmɪli pˌiːˈeɪtʃ θɹˈiː sˈɪʃən, ɐ pˈɛɹ ʌv ɹˈɪstbændz ænd kˈɑːlɚɹ aɪ hæd stˈɪtʃt fɔːɹ fˈɑːðɚ, ænd wɛn ðeɪ spˈoʊk ʌv mˌiː æz nˌɑːt bˌiːɪŋ θɹˈiː jˈɪɹz ˈoʊld — bˌʌt ðˈɛn aɪ hæd ɪn maɪ mˈaɪnd ðə mˈɑːɹks ʌv ðˈæt "ɡɹˈeɪt ɐwˈeɪkənɪŋ."