text_original: "Show him, Davy," said Polly Ann. I took him over to the oak, and Polly Ann told him the story. He gave me one look, I remember, and there was more of gratitude in it than in a thousand words. Then he seized a piece of cold cake from the stone.
text_transcription: SHOW HIM DAVY SAID POLLYAN I TOOK HIM OVER TO THE OAK AND POLLYANN TOLD HIM THE STORY HE GAVE ME ONE LOOK I REMEMBER AND THERE WAS MORE OF GRATITUDE IN IT THAN A THOUSAND WORDS THEN HE SEIZED A PIECE OF COLD CAKE FROM THE STONE
phonemes: "ʃˈoʊ hˌɪm, dˈeɪvi," sˈɛd pˈɑːli ˈæn. aɪ tˈʊk hˌɪm ˌoʊvɚ tə ðɪ ˈoʊk, ænd pˈɑːli ˈæn tˈoʊld hˌɪm ðə stˈɔːɹi. hiː ɡˈeɪv mˌiː wˈʌn lˈʊk, aɪ ɹᵻmˈɛmbɚ, ænd ðɛɹwˌʌz mˈɔːɹ ʌv ɡɹˈæɾɪtˌuːd ɪn ɪt ðɐn ɪn ɐ θˈaʊzənd wˈɜːdz. ðˈɛn hiː sˈiːzd ɐ pˈiːs ʌv kˈoʊld kˈeɪk fɹʌmðə stˈoʊn.