text_original: Winter came, and passed  somehow. I cannot dwell here on the tediousness of it, and the one bright spot it has left in my memory concerns Polly Ann. Did man, woman, or child fall sick, it was Polly Ann who nursed them. She had by nature the God given gift of healing, knew by heart all the simple remedies that backwoods lore had inherited from the north of Ireland or borrowed from the Indians.
text_transcription: WINTER CAME AND PASSED SOMEHOW I CANNOT DWELL HERE ON THE TEDIOUSNESS OF IT AND THE ONE BRIGHT SPOT IT IS LEFT IN MY MEMORY CONCERNS POLLY ANNE DID MAN WOMAN OR CHILD FALL SICK IT WAS POLLYANNE WHO NURSED THEM SHE HAD BY NATURE THE GOD GIVEN GIFT OF HEALING KNEW BY HEART ALL THE SIMPLE REMEDIES THAT BACKWOODS LORE HAD INHERITED FROM THE NORTH OF IRELAND OR BORROWED FROM THE INDIANS
phonemes: wˈɪntɚ kˈeɪm, ænd pˈæst sˈʌmhaʊ. aɪ kænˈɑːt dwˈɛl hˈɪɹ ɔnðə tˈiːdiəsnəs ʌv ɪt, ænd ðə wˈʌn bɹˈaɪt spˈɑːt ɪt hɐz lˈɛft ɪn maɪ mˈɛmɚɹi kənsˈɜːnz pˈɑːli ˈæn. dˈɪd mˈæn, wˈʊmən, ɔːɹ tʃˈaɪld fˈɔːl sˈɪk, ɪt wʌz pˈɑːli ˈæn hˌuː nˈɜːsd ðˌɛm. ʃiː hæd baɪ nˈeɪtʃɚ ðə ɡˈɑːd ɡˈɪvən ɡˈɪft ʌv hˈiːlɪŋ, nˈuː baɪ hˈɑːɹt ˈɔːl ðə sˈɪmpəl ɹˈɛmədiz ðæt bˈækwʊdz lˈɔːɹ hæd ɪnhˈɛɹɪɾᵻd fɹʌmðə nˈɔːɹθ ʌv ˈaɪɚlənd ɔːɹ bˈɑːɹoʊd fɹʌmðɪ ˈɪndiənz.