text_original: Would you leave Polly Ann and go to Kaintuckee?" "Are you going?" I said. "I reckon I am," he said, "as soon as I kin." "Will you take me?" I asked, breathless. "I  I won't be in your way, and I can walk  and  shoot game." At that he bent back his head and laughed, which made me redden with anger. Then he turned and looked at me more soberly. "You're a queer little piece," said he.
text_transcription: WOULD YOU LEAVE POLLY AM AND GO TO KENTUCKY ARE YOU GOING I SAID I RECKON I AM HE SAID AS SOON AS I CAN WILL YOU TAKE ME I ASKED BREATHLESS I I WON'T BE IN YOUR WAY AND I CAN WALK AND SHOOT GAME AT THAT HE BENT BACK HIS HEAD AND LAUGHED WHICH MADE ME REDDEN WITH ANGER THEN HE TURNED AND LOOKED AT ME MORE SOBERLY YOU'RE A QUEER LITTLE PIECE SAID HE
phonemes: wʊd juː lˈiːv pˈɑːli ˈæn ænd ɡˌoʊ tə kˈaɪntəkˌiː?" "ɑːɹ juː ɡˈoʊɪŋ?" aɪ sˈɛd. "aɪ ɹˈɛkən aɪˈæm," hiː sˈɛd, "æz sˈuːn æz aɪ kˈɪn." "wɪl juː tˈeɪk mˌiː?" aɪ ˈæskt, bɹˈɛθləs. "aɪ aɪ woʊnt biː ɪn jʊɹ wˈeɪ, ænd aɪ kæn wˈɔːk ænd ʃˈuːt ɡˈeɪm." æt ðæt hiː bˈɛnt bˈæk hɪz hˈɛd ænd lˈæft, wˌɪtʃ mˌeɪd mˌiː ɹˈɛdən wɪð ˈæŋɡɚ. ðˈɛn hiː tˈɜːnd ænd lˈʊkt æt mˌiː mˈɔːɹ sˈoʊbɚli. "jʊɹ ɐ kwˈɪɹ lˈɪɾəl pˈiːs," sˈɛd hiː.