text_original: Her spirits flagged a little as she drew near home, but old Mr. Ripley's rose. "There's Burr's," he would say, "and O'Hara's and Williamson's," marking the cabins set amongst the stump dotted corn fields. "And thar," sweeping his hand at a blackened heap of logs lying on the stones, "thar's whar Nell Tyler and her baby was sculped." "Poor Nell," said Polly Ann, the tears coming into her eyes as she turned away.
text_transcription: HER SPIRITS FLAGGED A LITTLE AS SHE DREW NEAR HOME BUT OLD RIPPLERS ROSE THERE'S BURRS HE WOULD SAY AND O'HAES AND WILLIAMSON'S MARKING THE CABINS SET AMONGST THE STUMP DOTTED CORNFIELDS AND THERE WEEPING HIS HAND AT A BLACKENED HEAP OF LOGS LYING ON THE STONES THAT'S WHERE NAIL TYLER HER BABY WAS SKULKED POOR NELL SAID POLLYANNE THE TEARS COMING INTO HER EYES AS SHE TURNED AWAY
phonemes: hɜː spˈɪɹɪts flˈæɡd ɐ lˈɪɾəl æz ʃiː dɹˈuː nˌɪɹ hˈoʊm, bˌʌt ˈoʊld mˈɪstɚ. ɹˈɪpliz ɹˈoʊz. "ðɛɹz bˈɜːz," hiː wʊd sˈeɪ, "ænd oʊhˈɑːɹɹəz ænd wˈɪljəmsənz," mˈɑːɹkɪŋ ðə kˈæbɪnz sˈɛt ɐmˌʌŋst ðə stˈʌmp dˈɑːɾᵻd kˈɔːɹn fˈiːldz. "ænd θˈɑːɹ," swˈiːpɪŋ hɪz hˈænd æɾə blˈækənd hˈiːp ʌv lˈɔɡz lˈaɪɪŋ ɔnðə stˈoʊnz, "θˈɑːɹz wˈɔːɹ nˈɛl tˈaɪlɚ ænd hɜː bˈeɪbi wʌz skˈʌlpt." "pˈʊɹ nˈɛl," sˈɛd pˈɑːli ˈæn, ðə tˈɪɹz kˈʌmɪŋ ˌɪntʊ hɜːɹ ˈaɪz æz ʃiː tˈɜːnd ɐwˈeɪ.