text_original: At times I met other settlers there, some of them not long from Ireland, with the brogue still in their mouths. And again, I saw the wagoner with his great canvas covered wagon standing at the door, ready to start for the town sixty miles away.
text_transcription: AT TIMES I MET OTHER SETTLERS THERE SOME OF THEM NOT LONG FROM IRELAND WITH THE BROGUE STILL IN THEIR MOUTHS AND AGAIN I SAW THE WAGGONER WITH HIS GREAT CANVAS COVERED WAGON STANDING AT THE DOOR READY TO START FOR THE TOWN SIXTY MILES AWAY
phonemes: æt tˈaɪmz aɪ mˈɛt ˈʌðɚ sˈɛtlɚz ðˈɛɹ, sˌʌm ʌv ðˌɛm nˌɑːt lˈɔŋ fɹʌm ˈaɪɚlənd, wɪððə bɹˈoʊɡ stˈɪl ɪn ðɛɹ mˈaʊðz. ænd ɐɡˈɛn, aɪ sˈɔː ðə wˈæɡənɚ wɪð hɪz ɡɹˈeɪt kˈænvəs kˈʌvɚd wˈæɡən stˈændɪŋ æt ðə dˈɔːɹ, ɹˈɛdi tə stˈɑːɹt fɚðə tˈaʊn sˈɪksti mˈaɪlz ɐwˈeɪ.