text_original: "I never seed his beat fer wisdom, Mister Vigo," said Bill Cowan, now in good humor once more at the prospect of rum and tobacco. And I found out later that he and the others had actually given to me the credit of this coup. "He never failed us yet. Hain't that truth, boys?
text_transcription: I NEVER SEED HIS BEAT FOR WISDOM MISTER VIGO SAID BILL COWEN NOW IN GOOD HUMOR ONCE MORE AT THE PROSPECT OF RUM AND TOBACCO AND I FOUND OUT LATER THAT HE AND THE OTHERS HAD ACTUALLY GIVEN TO ME THE CREDIT OF THIS COUP HE NEVER FAILED AS YET HAIN'T THAT TRUTH BOYS
phonemes: "aɪ nˈɛvɚ sˈiːd hɪz bˈiːt fˈɜː wˈɪzdəm, mˈɪstɚ vˈiːɡoʊ," sˈɛd bˈɪl kˈaʊən, nˈaʊ ɪn ɡˈʊd hjˈuːmɚ wˈʌns mˈɔːɹ æt ðə pɹˈɑːspɛkt ʌv ɹˈʌm ænd təbˈækoʊ. ænd aɪ fˈaʊnd ˈaʊt lˈeɪɾɚ ðæt hiː ænd ðɪ ˈʌðɚz hæd ˈæktʃuːəli ɡˈɪvən tə mˌiː ðə kɹˈɛdɪt ʌv ðɪs kˈuːp. "hiː nˈɛvɚ fˈeɪld ˌʌs jˈɛt. hˈeɪnt ðæt tɹˈuːθ, bˈɔɪz?