text_original: Benton sprang to his feet, and started to  ward him, but a dozen members rushed up to hold him, and he roared : " Stand off, gentlemen! Unhand me! Let me reach the scoundrel!" Daniel Webster. 131 Everyone stamped, and ran, and sliouted "Order!" The speaker pounded with his mallet, and Foot ran down the aisle to the chair, drawing ont a great horse  pistol and cocking it, cried : " Let him come on, gentlemen! let him come on!
text_transcription: BENTON SPRANG TO HIS FEET AND STARTED TOWARD HIM BUT A DOZEN MEMBERS RUSHED UP TO HOLD HIM AND HE ROARED STAND OFF GENTLEMEN UNHAND ME LET ME REACH THE SCOUNDREL EVERYONE STAMPED AND RAN AND SHOUTED ORDER THE SPEAKER POUNDED HIS MALLET AND FOOT RAN DOWN THE AISLE TO THE CHAIR DRAWING OUT A GREAT HORSE PISTOL AND COCKING IT CRIED LET EM COME ON GENTLEMEN LET EM COME ON
phonemes: bˈɛntən spɹˈæŋ tə hɪz fˈiːt, ænd stˈɑːɹɾᵻd tə wˈɔːɹd hˌɪm, bˌʌt ɐ dˈʌzən mˈɛmbɚz ɹˈʌʃt ˌʌp tə hˈoʊld hˌɪm, ænd hiː ɹˈɔːɹd : " stˈænd ˈɔf, dʒˈɛntəlmən! ʌnhˈænd mˌiː! lˈɛt mˌiː ɹˈiːtʃ ðə skˈaʊndɹəl!" dˈænjəl wˈɛbstɚ. wˈʌnhˈʌndɹɪd θˈɜːɾi wˈʌn ˈɛvɹɪwˌʌn stˈæmpt, ænd ɹˈæn, ænd slɪˈaʊɾᵻd "ˈɔːɹdɚ!" ðə spˈiːkɚ pˈaʊndᵻd wɪð hɪz mˈælɪt, ænd fˈʊt ɹˈæn dˌaʊn ðɪ ˈaɪəl tə ðə tʃˈɛɹ, dɹˈɔːɪŋ ˈɑːnt ɐ ɡɹˈeɪt hˈɔːɹs pˈɪstəl ænd kˈɑːkɪŋ ɪt, kɹˈaɪd : " lˈɛt hˌɪm kˈʌm ˈɔn, dʒˈɛntəlmən! lˈɛt hˌɪm kˈʌm ˈɔn!