text_original: "Drat you, Nancy," said Polly Ann to the mare, as she handed me my clothes, "I'd sooner carry the pack myself than be bothered with you." "Hush," said I, "the redskins will get us."
text_transcription: DRAT YOU NANCY SAID POLLYANN TO THE MARE AS SHE HANDED ME MY CLOTHES I'D SOONER CARRY THE PACK MYSELF THAN BE BOTHERED WITH YOU HUSH SAID I THE REDSKINS WILL GET US
phonemes: "dɹˈæt juː, nˈænsi," sˈɛd pˈɑːli ˈæn tə ðə mˈɛɹ, æz ʃiː hˈændᵻd mˌiː maɪ klˈoʊðz, "aɪd sˈuːnɚ kˈæɹi ðə pˈæk maɪsˈɛlf ðɐn biː bˈɑːðɚd wɪð juː." "hˈʌʃ," sˈɛd ˈaɪ, "ðə ɹˈɛdskɪnz wɪl ɡˈɛt ˌʌs."