text_original: James Beide, who drew me to Campbell, by asking for "something to quench thirst," was one of the thousands who died of flesh wounds, for want of surgical trap doors, through which nature might throw out her chips.
text_transcription: JAMES BRIDE WHO DREW ME TO CAMPBELL BY ASKING FOR SOMETHING TO QUENCH THIRST WAS ONE OF THE THOUSANDS WHO DIED OF FLESH WOUNDS FOR WANT OF SURGICAL TRAP DOORS THROUGH WHICH NATURE MIGHT THROW OUT HER CHIPS
phonemes: dʒˈeɪmz bˈeɪd, hˌuː dɹˈuː mˌiː tə kˈæmbəl, baɪ ˈæskɪŋ fɔːɹ "sˈʌmθɪŋ tə kwˈɛntʃ θˈɜːst," wʌz wˈʌn ʌvðə θˈaʊzəndz hˌuː dˈaɪd ʌv flˈɛʃ wˈuːndz, fɔːɹ wˈɔnt ʌv sˈɜːdʒɪkəl tɹˈæp dˈɔːɹz, θɹuː wˌɪtʃ nˈeɪtʃɚ mˌaɪt θɹˈoʊ ˈaʊt hɜː tʃˈɪps.