text_original: From time to time a little group would straggle to the gates of the station, weary and footsore, but overjoyed at the sight of white faces again: the fathers walking ahead with watchful eyes, the women and older children driving the horses, and the babies slung to the pack in hickory withes. Nay, some of our best citizens came to Kentucky swinging to the tail of a patient animal.
text_transcription: FROM TIME TO TIME A LITTLE GROUP WHICH STRAGGLED TO THE GATES OF THE STATION WEARY AND FOOT SORE BUT OVERJOYED AT THE SIGHT OF WHITE FACES AGAIN THE FATHERS WALKING AHEAD WITH WATCHFUL EYES THE WOMEN OLDER CHILDREN DRIVING THE HORSES AND THE BABIES SLUNG TO THE PACK AND HICKRY WITH ITS NAY SOME OF OUR BEST CITIZENS CAME TO KENTUCKY SWINGING TO THE TAIL OF A PATIENT ANIMAL
phonemes: fɹʌm tˈaɪm tə tˈaɪm ɐ lˈɪɾəl ɡɹˈuːp wʊd stɹˈæɡəl tə ðə ɡˈeɪts ʌvðə stˈeɪʃən, wˈɪɹi ænd fˈʊtsɔːɹ, bˌʌt ˌoʊvɚdʒˈɔɪd æt ðə sˈaɪt ʌv wˈaɪt fˈeɪsᵻz ɐɡˈɛn: ðə fˈɑːðɚz wˈɔːkɪŋ ɐhˈɛd wɪð wˈɑːtʃfəl ˈaɪz, ðə wˈɪmɪn ænd ˈoʊldɚ tʃˈɪldɹən dɹˈaɪvɪŋ ðə hˈɔːɹsᵻz, ænd ðə bˈeɪbiz slˈʌŋ tə ðə pˈæk ɪn hˈɪkɚɹi wˈɪðz. nˈeɪ, sˌʌm ʌv ˌaʊɚ bˈɛst sˈɪɾɪzənz kˈeɪm tə kɛntˈʌki swˈɪŋɪŋ tə ðə tˈeɪl əvə pˈeɪʃənt ˈænɪməl.