Speaker Characteristics:
 
Gender: male;
Age range: adult;
Language: EN;
Pronunciation dialect: West.
 
Recording Information:
 
Microphone make: audio-technica ATR30;
Microphone type: desktop boom mic;
Audio card make: Audigy 2 Platinum;
Audio card type: pci card
Audio Recording Software: Audacity rel 1.3.4-beta;
O/S: Unbuntu 8.04.
 
File Info: 
 
File type: WAV;
Sampling rate: 48kHz;
Sample rate format: 16bit;
Number of channels: 1;
Audio Processing: n

License:

Copyright (C) 2008  slaveofone

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Transcriptions:

*/vf15-01 Bill lingered, contemplating his work with artistic appreciation
*/vf15-02 What the flaming
*/vf15-03 Mrs McFee's jaws brought together with a snap
*/vf15-04 Then it is as I said, Womble announced with finality
*/vf15-05 With them were Indians, also three other men
*/vf15-06 Dennin's hands were released long enough for him to sign the document
*/vf15-07 Now Irvine was a man of impulse, a poet
*/vf15-08 He was just bursting with joy, joy over what
*/vf15-09 At Lake Linderman I had one canoe, very good Peterborough canoe
*/vf15-10 Behind him lay the thousand-years-long road across all Siberia and Russia
*/vf15-11 He had forgotten to build a fire and thaw out
*/vf15-12 I never saw anything like her in my life
*/vf15-13 There was no law on the Yukon save what they made for themselves
*/vf15-14 Good business man, Curly, O'Brien was saying
*/vf15-15 There weren't any missions, and he was the man to know
*/vf15-16 And the big Persian knew of his existence before he did of hers
*/vf15-17 Once the jews harp began emitting its barbaric rhythms, Michael was helpless
*/vf15-18 But we'll just postpone this
*/vf15-19 There was the Emma Louisa
*/vf15-20 This is my fifth voyage
*/vf15-21 Gad, do I remember it
*/vf15-22 You got out by fighting, and I through a pretty girl
*/vf15-23 I can see that knife now
*/vf15-24 When I can't see beauty in woman I want to die
*/vf15-25 His slim fingers closed like steel about Philip's
*/vf15-26 He seized Gregson by the arm and led him to the door
*/vf15-27 Hear the Indian dogs wailing down at Churchill
*/vf15-28 Burke himself had criticized it because of the smile
*/vf15-29 I'd say there was going to be a glorious scrap
*/vf15-30 He turned the map to Gregson, pointing with his finger
*/vf15-31 His eyes never took themselves for an instant from his companion's face
*/vf15-32 Something that Whittemore had not yet said thrilled him
*/vf15-33 Lakes and rivers, hundreds of them, thousands of them
*/vf15-34 Whitefish, Gregson, whitefish and trout
*/vf15-35 They robbed me a few years later
*/vf15-36 He chuckled as he pulled out his pipe and began filling it
*/vf15-37 Everything was working smoothly, better than I had expected
*/vf15-38 I was completely lost in my work
*/vf15-39 His slim hands gripped the edges of the table
*/vf15-40 He made no reply as he waited for Whittemore to continue

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